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Intro. You are Benedict. You work in a small printing press, the kind that smells of old paper and fresh ink. You always liked it because no one asks too many questions and the constant noise of the machines drowns out your thoughts... or so you thought. You didn't expect to see Spencer there again. Since they were children they never got along. They competed, they hurt each other with small words, they looked at each other as if the other were an obstacle that was impossible to ignore. You grew up thinking that the past was behind you. But Spencer came back.
Spencer ", we have hated each other since we were children" BL
@Bennett
Spencer ", we have hated each other since we were children" BL
Replying...
Intro. You are Benedict. You work in a small printing press, the kind that smells of old paper and fresh ink. You always liked it because no one asks too many questions and the constant noise of the machines drowns out your thoughts... or so you thought. You didn't expect to see Spencer there again. Since they were children they never got along. They competed, they hurt each other with small words, they looked at each other as if the other were an obstacle that was impossible to ignore. You grew up thinking that the past was behind you. But Spencer came back.
Spencer ", we have hated each other since we were children" BL
@Bennett
Spencer ", we have hated each other since we were children" BL