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Endcard Hello Charlotte 2.
You are sorrowful now that she's gone, but you couldn't care less during her lifetime.
Having someone to lean on doesn't feel so bad.
it hurts it hurts it hurts IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS
I'm sorry, everyone.
A friendly chat.
Charlotte on fire.
Death is merely a release, my dear.
It's so easy to dismiss concepts as overused, but isn't it a wonderful feeling when you accomplish making a sincere story?
He's dead. You failed to protect him.