(Y/N) just got accepted at a new job at the SCP Foundation, She got to work at the Euclid class. But before she had a normal life, reading about the medieval plague. But mostly watching the beginning of Wonder Woman again and again to study how much...
"I gotta go, I'm not supposed to talk to you...." I said, looking at my card, knowing only level 5 or above personnel can say or ask anything from any SCP. SCP 049 looks around, not answering me. "Uh.... do you have no manners? No bye or anything? Also, by the way how did you know the word fuck?" I ask, annoyed.SCP 049 mumbles something about me having waves of ignorance. "NOPE. You are the one without manners, Mr. Plague wearing-mask piece of SHIT!""Look, I can't wait any longer for you to realize you just told me that you can't talk to me anymore, and that I told you to shut the f up just a while ago, because I have learned that cuss words like that Shut. Humans. Up." SCP 049 said, his words breaking me from what he knows.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU- (I'm soooooo sorry that this is so short, but you'll see why it ended so quickly in Part 3, okay? Okay good.)
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