Crowned

Arc 1, Chapter 11: Life or Death.

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'This can't be normal.'

'God, was it ever even normal to begin with?'

'At least I was somewhat happy.'

'A fun little gameshow. Wasn't it?'

'No... I just wanted it to be.'

'But at least I had some repetition...'

'A grasp on my reality...'

'I can't keep doing this! It's not fair...'

'It's all Changing...'

'If I had power like that...'

'To kill someone in an instant.'

'I could snap my fingers and we could forget'

'Forget this whole thing ever happened.'

'I could...'

'Fix... Everything...'

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Fan stopped leaning on his fist as he saw Paper walk in to make lunch. The two met eyes for a split second before fan's eyes narrowed and he looked away angrily. He couldn't believe Paper had been condoning the barbaric behaviour displayed by those causing the messes around the hotel. A sadness in his chest. A squeezing of grief and fear. What if Test tube never came back? He furrowed his brows... No. she would. Surely.
Paintbrush sat down at the table across from Fan. "What's got you so worked up?" Paintbrush asked with a bored glint in their eye. They seemed stressed out too. But, Lightbulb had been part of the issue. And they hadn't cared much for her mess, so why should Fan have remotely entertained Paintbrush's false sense of security.