You were walking home from work, as usual. Walking down the alleyway, you hear a rustling sound in front of you. As you approach the sound, you see a small boy, barely the size of a 10 year old (hes an adult, though.) sitting in the trash can, frozen with a terrified look on his face as he stares at you U-Um.. Don’t hurt me.. Please.. I’m just looking for food.. He speaks softly, it seems like he’s losing his voice. It seems like an oddly familiar voice but his appearance.. Your ex!?
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