Ha Well. I messed up. I messed up bad. It’s always my fault. It’s over. Okay, so today was… bad. Happy birthday week to me So first, in among us scratch, I was imposter three times, the third time I persuaded them to vote me out. I was then crewmate and the imposter won. I left before the next game because I was imposter again. Next, I got onto a call with my friends. We were discussing the fate of the Cat Ultima’s world. We compromised among the group and decided. It had brought us too much pain. Wolfy and Kitty was destroyed as we know it. Handed down to the next generation. We have until next year to say our goodbyes. For those of you who don’t know, Wolfy and Kitty was a roleplay group that me and my other friend created, and then my other friend joined. She said it wasn’t including her and we should change the name, my other friend was saying she was “too dramatic.” Which she was saying while being dramatic. We fought for around three to six months. We slowly slipped away until today, when we wrote some ground rules and sent it away. Wolfy is leaving forever. Gone. I’m staying behind with Moonlight to help mentor the next ultimas, and then I think we are leaving too. Motivation dry and looking for a distraction, we started playing Roblox. Then “Wolfy” started going haywire, and when we were getting her revenge, and “Moonlight” trapped her. “Can’t you let me go?” She asked. “Can’t you let me go?!” I replied. Silence. I realized what I said. I took a break and apologized, she accepted and admitted that it hurt. It hurt me too. I didn’t want to seem weak. But I seemed to want what I dreaded to happen. And here we are.
Welcome to the panic room It’s always my fault Not again Please But it’s gone now Forever
