{Juliet walks towards the place he hasn't been back to since he doesn't know when. It slightly unnerves him to be meeting at the Hatchery, and at night, but if need be he'll run.
He didn't want to talk to Stoneface, though his shame forced him into it. He couldn't just walk away like that and leave people hating him, especially someone like Stoneface. It was fear that drove him there.
He doesn't know exactly what he will say. "The reason I acted like such a heartless harlot was because in my past life I was Jack the Ripper and it kicks in every now and then"? He wasn't trying to have excuses, but all he could think of was them.
Juliet approaches the Hatchery, the wind blowing. He had dressed more masculine this time, with a short sleeved white shirt and black pants. The bandages were off, revealing a thin line down his arm where the injury had been.
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He didn't want to talk to Stoneface, though his shame forced him into it. He couldn't just walk away like that and leave people hating him, especially someone like Stoneface. It was fear that drove him there.
He doesn't know exactly what he will say. "The reason I acted like such a heartless harlot was because in my past life I was Jack the Ripper and it kicks in every now and then"? He wasn't trying to have excuses, but all he could think of was them.
Juliet approaches the Hatchery, the wind blowing. He had dressed more masculine this time, with a short sleeved white shirt and black pants. The bandages were off, revealing a thin line down his arm where the injury had been.
He sees Stoneface and hesitantly approaches.}