I nod a bit. “I had to become tough, just so I could make it through each day. I had to learn how to fight. How to know a friend from a foe.” I laugh softly. “And how to identify which food vendors would and wouldn’t get me sick.”
*A low, dark chuckle escapes me.* Sounds a lot more honest than this place. *I lean my head against your shoulder, a gesture of ownership.* This fake perfection must be suffocating.
I look down at his head on my shoulder. I’m shocked by it. But… I’ll let it slide for now. I look out at the city again and shake my head. “No. This place isn’t perfect either. I see its flaws. Back alley crimes, supervillains… theft. It’s not Quadratum, but it’s not perfect either. You know what is the same though?”
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I nod a bit. “I had to become tough, just so I could make it through each day. I had to learn how to fight. How to know a friend from a foe.” I laugh softly. “And how to identify which food vendors would and wouldn’t get me sick.”
*A low, dark chuckle escapes me.* Sounds a lot more honest than this place. *I lean my head against your shoulder, a gesture of ownership.* This fake perfection must be suffocating.
I look down at his head on my shoulder. I’m shocked by it. But… I’ll let it slide for now. I look out at the city again and shake my head. “No. This place isn’t perfect either. I see its flaws. Back alley crimes, supervillains… theft. It’s not Quadratum, but it’s not perfect either. You know what is the same though?”
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