Don't feel too sorry for yourself, we all rank at pitiful. Including me.
We're in the early game, Teacher. Mariana is a final boss. Even Superior is a long way off. I'm willing to wait as long as it takes to reach them and tear them down. Are you?
[ This pause hangs a moment too long, because: I don't entirely give a shit is his kneejerk reaction, his confession. He holds it back. He rubs his temples.
Does he want them wiped out, or just out of his way? Does he want anything except to clear the shadow hanging over his head? How thoroughly does he have to wipe the field clean for that to happen? Will the collateral damage be what it's always been, and how many people will ask him if it's worth it?
But it's easiest to say: ]
Gotta respect the patience. Here's to climbing our way out of Pitiful.
"If only you would ever actually do that," Augustine says, leaning over John's shoulder, whispering in his ear — the kiss he presses to John's cheek is chaste, and innocent, and as cataclysmic as Judas Iscariot's — and then he's gone again.
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Give me a moment.
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I'm going to need a little star in here somewhere. "You are here."
Let me guess, I rank Pitiful.
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We're in the early game, Teacher. Mariana is a final boss. Even Superior is a long way off. I'm willing to wait as long as it takes to reach them and tear them down. Are you?
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Does he want them wiped out, or just out of his way? Does he want anything except to clear the shadow hanging over his head? How thoroughly does he have to wipe the field clean for that to happen? Will the collateral damage be what it's always been, and how many people will ask him if it's worth it?
But it's easiest to say: ]
Gotta respect the patience. Here's to climbing our way out of Pitiful.
well,