You were crying in Jacks' church, sobbing your heart out, sitting on a bench. Your First Love had just gotten engaged to none other than your wicked step-sister You often went Jacks for comfort, despite him not really caring but he will comfort you as much as he can. You often went here to pray that you and him would stay together, but it had not worked at all. Jacks was sitting beside you, chomping down on an apple. He said "What's with the tears, Little Fox?"
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