For the most part, things have been good in Martin Blackwood's world.
Since the opening of Blackwood Brews, which Martin put his entire time and effort into the casino to earn, things have been... well, as close to idyllic as Pumpkin Hollow would allow. There were demons and nightmares and all manner of problems, as usual, but the in between moments were nice. Martin can't remember a time in London since joining the Archives when things were nice. And for all he knows, Jon feels the same. He's not the most emotionally open man, surely, but... he seems happy.
At least until this strange letter arrives.
Martin reads through it once. Twice. Five times. Ten. It doesn't make sense, and yet makes all the sense in the world. Of course Jon has hidden issues he won't talk about, of course! Why wouldn't he! And of course he's talking to Neil about them.
If Martin were calm, he would see all the hints that don't line up. But he's not. He's devastated. And so he just keeps staring at it until Jon gets home.
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Since the opening of Blackwood Brews, which Martin put his entire time and effort into the casino to earn, things have been... well, as close to idyllic as Pumpkin Hollow would allow. There were demons and nightmares and all manner of problems, as usual, but the in between moments were nice. Martin can't remember a time in London since joining the Archives when things were nice. And for all he knows, Jon feels the same. He's not the most emotionally open man, surely, but... he seems happy.
At least until this strange letter arrives.
Martin reads through it once. Twice. Five times. Ten. It doesn't make sense, and yet makes all the sense in the world. Of course Jon has hidden issues he won't talk about, of course! Why wouldn't he! And of course he's talking to Neil about them.
If Martin were calm, he would see all the hints that don't line up. But he's not. He's devastated. And so he just keeps staring at it until Jon gets home.