J3b's POV: the pavement was cold and wet, the rain pattering softly. it was depressing... i caught a glimpse of someone familiar, someone here for the same reason.
she squinted at me.
"Jeb?"
i hesitated for a moment, before replying emotionlessly like usual "i thought you left, like the others."
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shattered spirits
Fanfictionmarilyn and Jeb, they witnessed HIS death. dr gaster's death.
