"Yeah... you do that," I nodded furiously like a fvcking idiot before we finally parted ways. "We can... do things later, yeah?"
"R-Right," Anna eagerly nodded back. "Mathilde and I are... eager to have you by our side again."
With that, I was left all alone in my lonesome yet again.
"I guess I have to get to the clearing now..." I sighed into the gray, morning sky as I tugged on my fur coat. "Another day, another beating..."
I suppose it could be worse, right? I could've been directing hundreds of Nenners right now if the initial plan actually fell through. And somehow, I didn't know which was worse...
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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