Your hugs heal people but they come at a great cost, it deceases your lifespan by 5%. Only the richest of rich come to see you. You have cured clients with cancer, aids, incurable diseases and more, however, there are also poor, sick children dying in hospitals and the urge to help them eats away at you more and more everyday. Your depression gets worse every day you stay away. Finally, there comes a day where you can't stand the injustice any longer. You set out for a hospital with children who have terminal illnesses. You write two words on a piece of cardboard: Free Hugs.
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Cinder ♡
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