[Marco takes a piece of paper and the scissors, and starts to cut strips out of it, starting out pretty evenly.]
So.. okay. If I told you I thought I liked someone, here, would you think it was because I genuinely liked them orrr because I'm a sad, desperate teenager looking for love after losing the chance to have a long lasting relationship with either of the most important people in my life?
[One strip down, the next one is cut.. a little bit messier, but it's mostly okay.]
Wouldn't that make me a terrible person? Like, do I really have feelings for them or am I just desperate to be with someone because I'm terrified of the inevitability of death and I don't want to die alone?
[Another strip, now for the next except he's cutting a bit carelessly now isn't he?]
Is it just because everyone keeps dying every single week and I'm so scared I'm next that I'm trying to find someone to be with me when that happens? Do I really love them? Did I ever even love Ja--
[And that's the sound of him cutting his finger with the scissors. And by sound I mean he just stops mid sentence and stares at his sentence for .2 seconds before letting out a yell as blood pours down it.]
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[Marco takes a piece of paper and the scissors, and starts to cut strips out of it, starting out pretty evenly.]
So.. okay. If I told you I thought I liked someone, here, would you think it was because I genuinely liked them orrr because I'm a sad, desperate teenager looking for love after losing the chance to have a long lasting relationship with either of the most important people in my life?
[One strip down, the next one is cut.. a little bit messier, but it's mostly okay.]
Wouldn't that make me a terrible person? Like, do I really have feelings for them or am I just desperate to be with someone because I'm terrified of the inevitability of death and I don't want to die alone?
[Another strip, now for the next except he's cutting a bit carelessly now isn't he?]
Is it just because everyone keeps dying every single week and I'm so scared I'm next that I'm trying to find someone to be with me when that happens? Do I really love them? Did I ever even love Ja--
[And that's the sound of him cutting his finger with the scissors. And by sound I mean he just stops mid sentence and stares at his sentence for .2 seconds before letting out a yell as blood pours down it.]