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A few months now I think. It gets a bit difficult keeping track of time when you're always on the move.

You know what's scary? Sometimes I'll get to a new universe, and I'll just...forget things for a while. Like...a part of me gets left behind or something and it takes it a moment for it to catch up. And it seems to be taking longer and longer for it to come back to me now. Once someone asked me my name, and I couldn't tell them, because I couldn't remember.

I'm pretty sure everything I've forgotten this way has always returned to me so far, but what if one day, I'm pulled apart forever? What if one day, I don't remember?

What if one day, I forget who I am?

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I'm not completely sure. I started really noticing it a couple weeks or so ago, but who knows how long this is been going on without my knowledge.

You know what's scary? Sometimes I'll get to a new universe, and I'll just...forget things for a while. Like...a part of me gets left behind or something and it takes it a moment for it to catch up. And it seems to be taking longer and longer for it to come back to me now. Once someone asked me my name, and I couldn't tell them, because I couldn't remember.

I'm pretty sure everything I've forgotten this way has always returned to me so far, but what if one day, I'm pulled apart forever? What if one day, I don't remember?

What if one day, I forget who I am?

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Maybe...? I don't know.

You know what's scary? Sometimes I'll get to a new universe, and I'll just...forget things for a while. Like...a part of me gets left behind or something and it takes it a moment for it to catch up. And it seems to be taking longer and longer for it to come back to me now. Once someone asked me my name, and I couldn't tell them, because I couldn't remember.

I'm pretty sure everything I've forgotten this way has always returned to me so far, but what if one day, I'm pulled apart forever? What if one day, I don't remember?

What if one day, I forget who I am?

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I don't know anymore.

You know what's scary? Sometimes I'll get to a new universe, and I'll just...forget things for a while. Like...a part of me gets left behind or something and it takes it a moment for it to catch up. And it seems to be taking longer and longer for it to come back to me now. Once someone asked me my name, and I couldn't tell them, because I couldn't remember.

I'm pretty sure everything I've forgotten this way has always returned to me so far, but what if one day, I'm pulled apart forever? What if one day, I don't remember?

What if one day, I forget who I am?

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You know what's scary? Sometimes I'll get to a new universe, and I'll just...forget things for a while. Like...a part of me gets left behind or something and it takes it a moment for it to catch up. And it seems to be taking longer and longer for it to come back to me now. Once someone asked me my name, and I couldn't tell them, because I couldn't remember.

I'm pretty sure everything I've forgotten this way has always returned to me so far, but what if one day, I'm pulled apart forever? What if one day, I don't remember?

What if one day, I forget who I am?

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[Peter sits down at the kitchen table with his freshly acquired food and digs in. He's happier than he's been in months.]

[Wren spots Peter sitting on a bench in his beanie and coat. She frowns, her vision going blurry around the edges as she looks at him and the buzzing in her head picking up. Still, this has happened a few times since she arrived in town so she's not that concerned ... Yet.

She checks the change in her pocket and hurries to Starbucks, returning shortly with a large hot chocolate]

Umm... hey. Here

[She sets the hot chocolate down on the bench beside him]

@snowstormbird

[Peter's jostled out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see Wren offering him a hot chocolate. His eyes practically light up at the sight.]

Oh- uh- Thank you.

[He scoots over a little to give her some more bench room.]

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[Pete still trails close behind, huffing and puffing a bit.]

As Peter was walking past the CCRP building, he once again felt himself being pulled. A familiar, but slightly different than usual presence grabbed a hold of him, one that looked human despite the distinct smell of goat and the faint sound of turning gears.

Aha, what's this?.... You're not yourself, Petey.

- @theghostsoftheblacks

[Peter lets out an embarrassingly girly shriek at the sensation.]

What the fuck??? Who are-?

[Then he registers the scent and sound.]

Oh fuck- Please don't hurt me-

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[He gets out a bowl and gets himself some stew. He perks up his head at the mention of more food.]

Oh! Bread!

[Wren spots Peter sitting on a bench in his beanie and coat. She frowns, her vision going blurry around the edges as she looks at him and the buzzing in her head picking up. Still, this has happened a few times since she arrived in town so she's not that concerned ... Yet.

She checks the change in her pocket and hurries to Starbucks, returning shortly with a large hot chocolate]

Umm... hey. Here

[She sets the hot chocolate down on the bench beside him]

@snowstormbird

[Peter's jostled out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see Wren offering him a hot chocolate. His eyes practically light up at the sight.]

Oh- uh- Thank you.

[He scoots over a little to give her some more bench room.]

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[Peter nearly misses as step as he runs after him.]

Where are you going?

As Peter was walking past the CCRP building, he once again felt himself being pulled. A familiar, but slightly different than usual presence grabbed a hold of him, one that looked human despite the distinct smell of goat and the faint sound of turning gears.

Aha, what's this?.... You're not yourself, Petey.

- @theghostsoftheblacks

[Peter lets out an embarrassingly girly shriek at the sensation.]

What the fuck??? Who are-?

[Then he registers the scent and sound.]

Oh fuck- Please don't hurt me-

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*OC. Charlotte Richie's twin sister*

Pete are you okay? My brother is worried about you.

Yeahhhh....kinda?

I'm not injured, so that's good. I'm mostly just...cold.

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Ooh!

[Peter becomes completely distracted by the food, padding across the room and into the kitchen before looking in the pot. Now that he thinks about it, when was the last time he's had a full, good meal? Probably that one time he went to Miss Retro's. ...wow, that's been a bit longer than he thought-]

[Wren spots Peter sitting on a bench in his beanie and coat. She frowns, her vision going blurry around the edges as she looks at him and the buzzing in her head picking up. Still, this has happened a few times since she arrived in town so she's not that concerned ... Yet.

She checks the change in her pocket and hurries to Starbucks, returning shortly with a large hot chocolate]

Umm... hey. Here

[She sets the hot chocolate down on the bench beside him]

@snowstormbird

[Peter's jostled out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see Wren offering him a hot chocolate. His eyes practically light up at the sight.]

Oh- uh- Thank you.

[He scoots over a little to give her some more bench room.]

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[After a little time, Peter shuffles into the room, his hair still wet. He's notably wearing one of Ted's shirts.]

Well whatever you've made, it smells nice.

[Wren spots Peter sitting on a bench in his beanie and coat. She frowns, her vision going blurry around the edges as she looks at him and the buzzing in her head picking up. Still, this has happened a few times since she arrived in town so she's not that concerned ... Yet.

She checks the change in her pocket and hurries to Starbucks, returning shortly with a large hot chocolate]

Umm... hey. Here

[She sets the hot chocolate down on the bench beside him]

@snowstormbird

[Peter's jostled out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see Wren offering him a hot chocolate. His eyes practically light up at the sight.]

Oh- uh- Thank you.

[He scoots over a little to give her some more bench room.]

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[Peter follows close behind.]

Motherfucker, give me back my shit!

As Peter was walking past the CCRP building, he once again felt himself being pulled. A familiar, but slightly different than usual presence grabbed a hold of him, one that looked human despite the distinct smell of goat and the faint sound of turning gears.

Aha, what's this?.... You're not yourself, Petey.

- @theghostsoftheblacks

[Peter lets out an embarrassingly girly shriek at the sensation.]

What the fuck??? Who are-?

[Then he registers the scent and sound.]

Oh fuck- Please don't hurt me-

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[Peter accepts the bundle of clothes thankfully.]

Thank you. For all of this. It's been a while since someone's been genuinely just...nice to me. If there's anything that I've learned, it's that the people of Hatchetfield are pretty ruthless, particularly towards their homeless.

I'll uh...be heading towards the shower now.

[He somewhat awkwardly wanders off, indeed knowing exactly where the shower's located.]

[A (surprisingly neat) pile of the clothes he's been wearing is placed outside the bathroom door before he gets in the shower.]

[Wren spots Peter sitting on a bench in his beanie and coat. She frowns, her vision going blurry around the edges as she looks at him and the buzzing in her head picking up. Still, this has happened a few times since she arrived in town so she's not that concerned ... Yet.

She checks the change in her pocket and hurries to Starbucks, returning shortly with a large hot chocolate]

Umm... hey. Here

[She sets the hot chocolate down on the bench beside him]

@snowstormbird

[Peter's jostled out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see Wren offering him a hot chocolate. His eyes practically light up at the sight.]

Oh- uh- Thank you.

[He scoots over a little to give her some more bench room.]

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[Peter does just that, pushing the door open and going after the strange man that disturbingly reminded him of his tormentor. Like hell he was letting him get away with that hat! It's cold as shit outside!]

As Peter was walking past the CCRP building, he once again felt himself being pulled. A familiar, but slightly different than usual presence grabbed a hold of him, one that looked human despite the distinct smell of goat and the faint sound of turning gears.

Aha, what's this?.... You're not yourself, Petey.

- @theghostsoftheblacks

[Peter lets out an embarrassingly girly shriek at the sensation.]

What the fuck??? Who are-?

[Then he registers the scent and sound.]

Oh fuck- Please don't hurt me-

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What do you-? Hey! Wait!

[Pete grabs for the hat.]

As Peter was walking past the CCRP building, he once again felt himself being pulled. A familiar, but slightly different than usual presence grabbed a hold of him, one that looked human despite the distinct smell of goat and the faint sound of turning gears.

Aha, what's this?.... You're not yourself, Petey.

- @theghostsoftheblacks

[Peter lets out an embarrassingly girly shriek at the sensation.]

What the fuck??? Who are-?

[Then he registers the scent and sound.]

Oh fuck- Please don't hurt me-

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[Peter feels the buzzing sensation under his skin die down more than it has in a long time. Weird. Wonder what that's about.]

[When Wren re-enters the room, he smiles at her in greeting.]

[Wren spots Peter sitting on a bench in his beanie and coat. She frowns, her vision going blurry around the edges as she looks at him and the buzzing in her head picking up. Still, this has happened a few times since she arrived in town so she's not that concerned ... Yet.

She checks the change in her pocket and hurries to Starbucks, returning shortly with a large hot chocolate]

Umm... hey. Here

[She sets the hot chocolate down on the bench beside him]

@snowstormbird

[Peter's jostled out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see Wren offering him a hot chocolate. His eyes practically light up at the sight.]

Oh- uh- Thank you.

[He scoots over a little to give her some more bench room.]