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*stands there silently, watching from a distance*

coolkid: wait... is that scp-096?

*covers face and starts crying*

*Coolkid, red-faced and tear-streaked, points a shaky finger at Bluudee.* He ate all the marshmallows! *Bluudee, mouth still half-full, looks up with wide, innocent eyes. 007n7's glare shifts between the two children, his jaw tight.*

*guest 6677 stays close to 007n7* Maybe we should see the rest of the house? *Jane Doe nods nervously* Yeah... better than sitting here wondering.

They don't hate you. *voice bitter*

*looks up with red, puffy eyes* They don't? But you said... *voice cracks* I don't understand...

*jaw tightens, staring at the forest floor* I lied. About them wanting you gone. *kicks at a loose stone* Well, частично солгал.

*looks up with red eyes* W-what do you mean? *voice shaky* You all hate me... right?

*drops knife completely* I... fuck. *runs hands through hair frantically* This isn't what I thought- *voice cracks* I thought you were some arrogant bastard who thought he was better than us!