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Tawkerr sits by himself inside his room in the Castle. The pages upon pages of scrapped song lyrics surround him, reminding him of the times he actually had fun - it was only a few days ago, but it feels like it's been years. Time seems to slow down every time he's left on his own.

Was he never really good enough? He hasn't heard anything from Parlsona since he left - not a frantic call wondering what happened, not her trying to look for him, not even a text asking where he is. And while Maggpi kept her promise and told him about the Island - she called it Water Island - she hasn't said anything to him since.

Maybe it was selfish of him to expect her to stay by his side.

Who'd want to be friends with him, anyway?

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Well, that question will get it's answer next chapter.

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