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Skeppy was alone. He always was, or at least, that’s how he always thought. Being alone was such a broad concept, applying to so much more than he’d ever wanted. He was alone. Sure, in this context he was properly alone- Bad had gone out somewhere, maybe to take Rat for a walk. Skeppy hadn’t been paying attention. But even if Bad was home, there was never really a time that Skeppy wasn’t alone. He was always alone. Lonely in his own skin. Touch-starved was the word, but Skeppy hated admitting to that.
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This work was written and completed by two authors, but one of them has since retracted their name from the work. Not because we had any falling out! It was just a valid personal choice. Since then I (@W0RMPRIEST) have taken the role as the only credited author. Regardless, be aware that not all material in this fic was written by me, I'm very thankful for my former co-author and all the great work they did, and I ask for their choice to be respected <3