"Maybe you're right," I mumble. "But I'm done with your bullshit lies. Show me something real instead of all these plastic promises. Why do you even want me alive?" His grip loosens lightly. "You wouldn't get it." "What haven't I got? I seem to be walking in circles, yet I can still pinpoint something from another, but never with you," I ease. "My circle is infinite when I speak to you." "Well keep searching and someday I'll take you to the end of your 'infinity.'" *** (Y/N) will go by she/her pronouns in this book. ALSO HERE ARE A FEW TW'S- BLOOD PROFANITY BETRAYAL DEATH DRUGS/ALCOHOL ABUSE MANIPULATIVE BEHAVIOR this is written mostly for the plot. as complex as the smp plot is as a whole, i thought i could share some adjustments:] ---AWKWARD_BEES--
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