[ he (it) would not remember this. it is why 2B inhales so shakily, drops her sword with its high-pitched clattering against the ground, and cups his (its) face. her forehead presses to his (its), just a brush of their noses away— she whispers, and just as silently her hands snake around his (its) neck in a deadly caress.
she squeezes like she would a pulp. it is not gentle. she goes not for veins and arteries, but for muscle and deep bone to snap. ]
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[ he (it) would not remember this. it is why 2B inhales so shakily, drops her sword with its high-pitched clattering against the ground, and cups his (its) face. her forehead presses to his (its), just a brush of their noses away— she whispers, and just as silently her hands snake around his (its) neck in a deadly caress.
she squeezes like she would a pulp. it is not gentle. she goes not for veins and arteries, but for muscle and deep bone to snap. ]
—Goodbye.