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Spidey watched the clock tick, as she had been for what felt like forever, she was a bit of a "trouble child" but no one said it to her face but she knows she is
She'd prefer to be, if not then her personality would be the reason and that feels worse than just being hard to take care of, but she just cant handle another family, they all leave her in the end, abandon her like everyone else.
So when this man walked in she ignored him when he asked about her she ignored it when he adopted her she ignored it
Its always the same.
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To be honest Schpood really hadn't wanted to do this but apparently ignoring a therapist your already forced to go to doesnt fix things so here he was
Honestly he just pointed at the oldest child he could find (and hopefully the most mature) and that was that, she was what 16? He doesnt really know, he wasnt paying attention to them yapping about some kid he didnt want, only the important things.
Her name is Spidey and shes 16. No allergies, nothing he needed to know about.
Nothing important.
