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sylvester got to his feet then, and turned around again, stepping away. wiping tears from his eyes, he sniffled and gathered his wits, turning back towards jeremy. “ why would you want to do what 𝘩𝘦 wants? don't you hate him? 'cause, at this point, i'm starting to.

i get mean when i’m nervous like a bad dog.

though i can hide my cold gaze , and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours , and maybe you can even sense that our lifestyles are probably comparable ... i simply am not there .

sylvester fell to his knees then, tears welling up in his eyes. he had never felt more alone in his life. even with jeremy there, those comments dug at his brain and heart. he was on the brink of a breakdown.

"Mhm! It's quite a rare thing, but it's pretty cool!"

sylvester nodded, sighing. “ yeah. i guess i figured that out a while ago. ” hands fidgeting on top of the table, sylvester looked back at jeremy. “ sorry for bringing him up here. i won't do it again. promise. ”

"She has a genetic mutation that gives her wings!"

"She does like forts, and her name is C.C! She's quite special, too."