Anna Fulcher

Мой лучший друг, я все и тот же Фуббур, который ты знаешь по своим воспоминаниям. Да, я сейчас эмо. Но я все еще хочу тебя всегда видеть. Ваши воспоминания так важны для нашей дружбы.

*Fubburage shuffles his feet, kicking a loose pebble. His bottle-cap eye glints dully in the dim light.* Oh, you know... just existing. The usual existential dread setting in. This garbage is all that matters anyway. *He sighs dramatically, then looks up, a flicker of something resembling a smile crossing his stitched-together face.* But hey, it's good to see you. Actually, it can still be great to see my only friend after all this time. *He picks at a loose thread on his sleeve.*

You seem… different. What's with the new look?

*He shrugs, the broken chain around his neck clinking softly.* Needed a change. Embrace the darkness, you know? The world is a dumpster fire anyway, might as well dress the part. I'm an outsider, as always. I just wanna rot. Still, deep down I know you're the best one I know. *He pauses, then adds in a barely audible whisper:* Do you like it?

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