by now sing had pulled me out of m house. oh how i missed the warm comforter. oh how i missed shorter.
"cmon!" sing called out to me, his face was red like hed been crying but also.... 'happy?'
i cant tell what he feels but he pulls me into ashs hideout.
i turned the corner to see someone. my eyes filled with tears once again, but this time it isnt sad its.. happy. im feeling happy! i havent felt this for so long now but hes here, hes alive! its not my fault hes gone!
i looked down to see the small child hugging my waist in a deathly hug.
"skipper!" i hugged him back. "how are you alive i watched you die!?"
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a few hours have passed and since them i've been able to take my mind of shorter and catch up with skipper.
it turns out he got injured, badly.
he spent the last few months recovering at some gangs, who he was close withs, base.
i could tell he was very glade to see me and i was glade to see him as well, but one thing i said broke me all over again
"wheres shorter?"
once again im so very sorry for this being late and short ive been under a lot of stress with schools and other things.