u/CrazyTachyon

Tachyon sat in her lab, crying and crying. She wasn't one to drink, usually, but she decided to anyway. She had to get rid of the memories somehow.

Hours passed with her alone, her phone open to get anything from Pocket, but nothing came.

". . ."

She didn't want to admit it, but maybe this was better after all.

Maybe this could be a good start, she thought as she began to pack her lab away, leaving it empty except for the few machines much too large to carry.

"... I'm leaving Tracen. For good. Leaving everything."

"Pocket... I'm sorry... for everything. For being an awful lover. For... for underestimating you, sometimes."