A windowless cold steel cell. No light peering through aside from ceiling vents and a hole in the door where necessities are passed. In the corner, a man. Frail and thin, rocking back and forth facing the point where the two walls meet, mumbling to himself on the verge of tears. This isn't your hero? The man that has saved you from the times in
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That really means a lot =)
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luv ya!! we should hang out soon i havent seen u in forever
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