Neoteric World
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"Ash knew that no matter the answer he gave, it would never be the one Nicky would want to hear. Ripping the bandaid off would make the situation a lot easier to handle in the long run, he supposes.
"He won't notice, Nicky."
"Ye-Yeah, but what if-"
"He hasn't noticed us in a long time."
And maybe, that was a little harsh. Nicky is young; he doesn't truly understand the full impact of what's happened, and likely won't for a few good years. Maybe Ash should try to be more considerate. Maybe, Ash is just too tired to care."
or: two brothers runaway to a life that seems a lot more hopeful
or or: a life that looks more hopeful, but is, decidedly, not.
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i update this usually once a month, i might upload more or less often simply depending on my motivation
this isn't rated mature because as of right now, nothing intense has yet to show up, however this may change as the story develops or i believe that it is no longer fitting for this story.
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last updated: 14th dec
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