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Slowly, deliberately, he drew a thick line beneath his eye. Just a smudge. Just a start.

He walked to the mirror. He looked at his tired face, his ordinary clothes, his beige life. gothgirlfriends.com

The cursor blinked in the search bar, a steady, rhythmic pulse against the white background of the screen. It was 2:00 AM, the witching hour for the lonely and the digitally adrift. Slowly, deliberately, he drew a thick line beneath his eye

User: Will you be here tonight?