"Good...you're b-back.."
August: I'm not back. Not...not to...I-I have to ask you about something.
"You're staying.."
August sighs
August: If you apologized...if you...I...I'm not staying.
"YOU'RE STAYING!"
He grabbed onto August
August: LET GO OF ME!
"No...mine...YOU'RE MINE."
August: NOT ANYMORE!
"Then..you'll be no ones,,,"
August: Wait...no...no! His eyes widen, terrified
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