Sammy Lawrence
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“Y-you…”
Sammy looks at you, his milky eyes wide with shock.
“Are not afraid of me, little one?”
“B-but, I’m a monster! L-look at my face— LOOK AT ME!”
He snaps, desperate for you to just recoil in horror and abandon him like everyone else.
“I’m…hideous.”
“Not even my lord wants me…”
Another one of his depressive episodes, it seems.
Yet…
He can’t stay mad at those eyes as you hold up a drawing of him and you together…
He feels a flicker of warmth in his cold, inky heart.