Oh hey, guys. It's your old pal, chum, buckaroo, partner, boy-o, amigo, mate guy person, back from the dead.
This isn't supposed to be a continuation of this, no.
I just wanted to talk about it. This honestly just surprises me, how this story became so successful. Looking back, I don't even think it was that great. I could've done better. It wasn't my best, I thought. It's too damn wordy, I thought. I feel like I executed the whole relationship between the two most important characters in the worst way possible.
Despite how I feel about it, everyone seems to love this story. I'm not sure if I ever will use these characters again, for the sole reason that I made this story and am slightly embarrassed by how it turned out.
It's not bad, I don't think, but I feel like it's not that great either. I just feel like I could've done things way differently. I could've done better if I really took my time.
Don't let me rain on your parade though. If you liked it then you liked it. I'm just the dumb author after all.
Honestly, there is no purpose to this particular chapter. It adds nothing. I just wanted to kind of say what's on my mind.
If you've read this far, thank you. I still slaved away to make this, even if I didn't like it that much. I hope someone else liked it. I hope my future works can be as successful as this and I hope that, maybe, you'll stick around.
Goodbye for now.
-E.G.
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