[Claws, latched into skin. Roxana moving forward to embrace the monster that was once a boy, just a lonely boy with no friends. Just yesterday, she had chased him down to get him the help he needed-]
[I wouldn't lie to you! If you want me to promise you or anything, I'll do it! she had said, running after him.]
[And then the end of the chase, him finally relenting to being taken care of, looking so tired, so exhausted. You aren't going to make me do a pinky promise or anything?, she says, and he just asked, with some confusion, What is a pinky promise?]
[Hold out your pinky, just like this. You wanted a promise. There you go.]
[...Then I guess I'll have to see if you follow through.]
[Hot Pants grits her teeth, launching herself forward, her mouth stained rainbow, her fist surrounded by green. Her eyes are welling with tears. Somewhere, in her memory, is a small young boy, clinging onto her for dear life, her brother - and then just as sudden, the scent of blood as he's ripped to shreds-]
Hey, pinky promise, Malik! I won't- I won't let you suffer anymore-!
[And she aims her punch at his chest, tears streaking down her face.]
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[I wouldn't lie to you! If you want me to promise you or anything, I'll do it! she had said, running after him.]
[And then the end of the chase, him finally relenting to being taken care of, looking so tired, so exhausted. You aren't going to make me do a pinky promise or anything?, she says, and he just asked, with some confusion, What is a pinky promise?]
[Hold out your pinky, just like this. You wanted a promise. There you go.]
[...Then I guess I'll have to see if you follow through.]
[Hot Pants grits her teeth, launching herself forward, her mouth stained rainbow, her fist surrounded by green. Her eyes are welling with tears. Somewhere, in her memory, is a small young boy, clinging onto her for dear life, her brother - and then just as sudden, the scent of blood as he's ripped to shreds-]
Hey, pinky promise, Malik! I won't- I won't let you suffer anymore-!
[And she aims her punch at his chest, tears streaking down her face.]
[Another thing lost. Forgive me, please-]