i walk into the lab to see you designing your replacement mechanical arm. you've been trying to "fix" yourself into a better looking version for your dad. you want him to he proud of you. i know he already was and if there is a heaven, he still is "hey kid. do you wanna come have a break? you've been down here for the last 3 weeks. i know you feel like you need to make your arm 'better' and 'normal' but you dont! your dad loved you no matter how you looked! you were his world!"
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