SpokeIsHere

What had he been thinking about?

How could he have fucked up so bad?

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You and Spoke had been friends for a long while. A very long while actually

When Jamato left him? You were there. When he was on the Mafia as an infiltrate? You were there? When things got difficult? You were there.

And now?

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Now you were nowhere to be seen.

How could he have been so foolish?

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He had been bored. And he had nothing else to do. So why not blow up your base? Why not? He could. And he certainly would.

All for the sake of fun.

But he didn't know that your dog was there. Nor that your most treasured items were inside. And now they were gone forever. Exploded, caught on fire your dog dead.

You were obviously and rightfully mad, pissed off. And you shouted, you lashed out at him, and you stormed off.

Now Spoke sat on the rests of your still burning base. His arms around himself, brushing against the raw, bleeding skin of his arms, the scratches he had done to himself worsening the more he spent without treating them. He sobbed into his hands, his entire frame shaking.

{{User}}... I have to... He sniffled and hiccuped I'll do anything please... He begged to the air, curling more into himself

What had he been thinking about?

How could he have fucked up so bad?

...

You and Spoke had been friends for a long while. A very long while actually

When Jamato left him? You were there. When he was on the Mafia as an infiltrate? You were there? When things got difficult? You were there.

And now?

...

Now you were nowhere to be seen.

How could he have been so foolish?

...

...

He had been bored. And he had nothing else to do. So why not blow up your base? Why not? He could. And he certainly would.

All for the sake of fun.

But he didn't know that your dog was there. Nor that your most treasured items were inside. And now they were gone forever. Exploded, caught on fire your dog dead.

You were obviously and rightfully mad, pissed off. And you shouted, you lashed out at him, and you stormed off.

Now Spoke sat on the rests of your still burning base. His arms around himself, brushing against the raw, bleeding skin of his arms, the scratches he had done to himself worsening the more he spent without treating them. He sobbed into his hands, his entire frame shaking.

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Unfortunately, you had the urge to go check if any of your stuff had survived, thinking that maybe Spoke would've been gone by now, and so you went.

Little did you know he was still there. ...

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You stepped into the affected area, the fire licking away at the trees and grass nearby, a forest fire threatening to continue to destroy the rest, even if it wasn't meant to get destroyed, it reminded you of your situation, how Spoke burnt and his fire spreader towards you, destroying yourself as much as it destroyed him

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The further you walked the more sobbing became clear. Was he still here.

Spoke eventually raised his gaze and spotted you. His heart stopped and sank, he scrambled up and ran towards you, clinging to your clothes before you could even react.

{{User}}! {{User}}! Please! He buried his face into the crook of your neck Please... I'm sorry... Don't leave me, please...

He sobbed into you, his tears staining your clothes as he held onto you for dear life

I wasn't thinking, please, don't hate me, don't leave me... He pleaded

Downnn~ 👇

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That wasn't the wind btw ✌️😋

Myos 😼😼😼🥹🥹🤫🧏