"I've come to terms with the facts. The two people I love don't feel the same way. Now as long as we don't get an aggressor, we can get away scot-free without me murdering anyone."
"...Apparently the last group of Fighters messed her up bad and now she has sensitivity issues. Your best friend confessing his love for you is bound to fuck someone up. Especially when he was as insistent as I was."
Tired of wandering around the swamp, I walk back over to the group. Upon arriving back at the group, and seeing all the weird, freaky alien porn scrawled over the trees and ground, I scream, dive out a nearby window and abscond into the swamp.
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