i'm building a body where our design has failed

Day Four: Nostalgia (from bethany_lauren)
(Prompt list.)

no place to call home anymore
This City's Got Grace (original); Bobby; 526 words
Content notes: Very roundabout mentions of the aftermath of torture, caregiver burnout (is I guess how I'm putting it), general unhappiness

So you're more likely to know this verse and this trio if you follow thebonesofferalletters's writing than mine, since I haven't really written them much, but in a nutshell: This City's Got Grace (or just Cityverse) is a giant urban fantasy kitchen sink universe of Bast's that they let me play in. Bobby is the angel of Brooklyn; his partners, Shaun and Hel, are also angels, who got kidnapped by these labs doing screwed-up experiments on various supernatural things and came back fucked up. The three of them deal with life and trying to get the two of them back to something at least sort of decent, in general; this is Bobby having a bad day of his own.'
Also posted at rainbowfic because it just worked out that way.

( You're not as brave as you were at the start. )