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>>46666448
you sure you wanna know?

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There it was. Scrawled on the wall in the sloppy, scratchy writing of someone in a hurry: 'WE LOVE YOU'.

And that was it. The strangeness in my head bubbled over and suddenly all I could feel was the hot tears coming down my face. It could only have been right as we'd left. They must have thought that there was a chance that someone wasn't coming back, so they'd left the only message they had time for. And...It had remained, for all the years since. A final message. One that'd I'd either never seen, or forgotten. "Shit." I heard Reimu mutter. "Yamame, take - Take him home."

I was struggling to breathe, and I couldn't put up much resistance as Yamame wrapped her arms around me and pulled me from the room, and then from the house entirely.

The next thing I knew, we were in the tunnels. A moment after that, we were at Yamame's home and she was pressing a warm cup of tea into my hand. "It's okay." She was murmuring. "I'm here." She helped me take a sip, then pulled me closer to her. "Breathe deeply." I tried to do as she said, but it was slow going. She kept her arms around me, and she kept whispering in my ear. "They loved you." She would say, pausing for a moment before continuing. "I love you." I focused on that the most, letting it bounce around my head until I knew it for certain. "Drink some more." She helped me drink from the cup again. Thank you, I managed to mumble back. Yamame's arms tightened. "We take care of each other." She told me. "No matter what happens, I'll be there for you." I whispered back that I loved her. "Come on." She murmured. "You look exhausted. You should sleep. I'll stay with you." Weakly, I nodded and let her gently pull me up and into the bedroom. She took the cup from me, then helped me pull my coat and sweater off. A few moments later, I was lying in the wed, Yamame facing me and with her arms wrapped around me. "It'll be alright." She breathed. "Just close your eyes. Focus on my voice."

In a very small voice, I said that she was really good at this comforting thing. "Have to be." She replied as I began to drift off. "F-For if we have..."

But I didn't hear the end of it.

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>>45505221
that's racism. Anon is being honest there. Spider are very trustworthy if you give them a chance. Maybe even try kissing the underside of their cephalothoraxes, it'll make them all giddy and do a little dance.
please don't attempt that if the opportunity arises, it was a joke.

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