Author: Dextra

Sauron: I can’t do domestics, Bel.

Cybele: Yes you can, just give yourself a chance.

Sauron: I don’t need help.

Cybele: Look I know it’s hard just… Just think about it, please?

Sauron: …

Cybele: I could get you a job down here, cooking, cleaning, even scrapping.

Sauron: I know what I’m doing.

Cybele: It isn’t good for you!

Sauron: I know that! Have you seen Dex, or not?!

Cybele: If you stopped using, you could come live down here with me. It’s not exciting, but it’s honest. It’s fulfilling. Let me help you.

Cybele: It isn’t going to help. You’re just going to hurt yourself again. Or worse.

Cybele: Sauron you can’t be serious.

Sauron: It’s not what you think.

Cybele: Please don’t lie to me.

Sauron: I’m not- I, look, it’s the last time, I swear!

Sauron: Have you seen Dex lately?

Cybele: Ignore them, there’s plenty of food anyways.

Sauron: Thanks.

Cybele: Whatcha’ down here for? Did something happen?