"I don't know," he admits, sinking back down to the ground on his knees. Back to prayer. Back to work. "I was bored. I let myself slip back into Sloth," he mutters. "And now - after what Warren said - " He shakes his head.
"I know I fucked up."
But that's something he'll only say in the sanctity of this place. Between himself and Lark. Because the reason he fucked up was because he indulged, because he wasn't strict enough with himself. Because it was sloppy. And weak.
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Date: 2021-12-30 01:04 am (UTC)"I know I fucked up."
But that's something he'll only say in the sanctity of this place. Between himself and Lark. Because the reason he fucked up was because he indulged, because he wasn't strict enough with himself. Because it was sloppy. And weak.
Next time will be better.