I don't know where this goes

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

"Here, let me ruin it for you. I'm only interested because you're potentially valuable to my continued survival. You're taller than me and you've got everyone in there nominally under your thumb. You're smart, but I've watched you get manipulated by less skilled people than me. Smart people are usually the easiest to manipulate, they're so good at talking themselves into idiotic things in the most convincing terms possible. And make no mistake, I would wreck your fucking life. Five years, tops. I would break your heart and ruin every dream you ever had. You've seen me do it before. I'll have all the excuses in the world and it'll sound really great because guess what? I'm smart, too. I am the worst fucking thing you know.

"And the scary thing is you're going to come back next week and I'm not going to be like this. I'm going to be happy and smiling and a playful bitch instead of this monster in front of you right now. And you're going to wonder 'is this the real her, and that terrible thing last week was just the crazy talking, or is she really that thing and everything I thought I knew about her was just an act all along?' And the horrible truth is that both of these are masks, and there is nothing at all underneath them. I don't have a real name."

"[REDACTED]," he said, but the name stuck in his throat like vomiting shards of broken glass. He looked to her imploringly, barely seeing her dark eyes in the dim light. He couldn't breathe. It was tearing him apart. Her outline grew fuzzy and indistinct, he could only focus on those eyes and he stared until his retinas burned, correcting for the static pattern. She was gone.

[LMNO]

Um.








MOAR.

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

I literally have no idea how to turn that into more.

[Salty]

I literally have no idea how to turn that into more.

I always have that problem.

[P3nT4gR4m]

I literally have no idea how to turn that into more.

Have idea - ditch the last para and expand the first two. So many truths in there it's almost wasteful to see them all squished up like that. F'kin powerful!

As an aside, if my ex had told me that when we first met, I'd probably still have gone through with it. Five years, almost to the day