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Aziraphale
 Posted: Mar 4 2017, 02:49 PM
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 Posted: Dec 8 2017, 01:01 AM
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Chey walked around with her daughter as they talked among themselves about things. As they did many times that they spend time together. Especially after they came to town. They stopped over sudden as they saw a building that wasn't there before show up, out of the blue. They exchanged looks confused by that. They knew that the town was different than any other town but until that moment, they hadn't seen a building show up out of the blue. People and such yes but not a building. That was new. Or so they thought at least. They just stood there and watched. Not sure how to react to that. They blinked as they saw the door open and someone look out through it. They watched the person and sighed to that. They looked between themselves once more and then back over at the person. Then they walked closer to the person. "Hello there," Chey said to the person with a kind smile, as her daughter just watched the guy and kindly waved at him. They didn't want to be rude, not only because it wasn't like them at all but because they could tell that the guy was also confused by the fact that he and his building arrived there out of the blue. Which meant that he had nothing to do with that. As both Chey and her daughter felt bad for him about it.

It didn't ever happened to them before but they had no doubt if it had then they would be as confused by that as he was. They had no doubt about it. They had no idea how to make the guy feel better given that they weren't sure how to cheer a person in situations like that. So they decided just to be nice to the person and hope that would cheer the person up. As that was the only thing that they could do. Or so they thought at least. Chey looked at her daughter who looked at her then back at the person as she herself looked back at him too. "Welcome to town, sir" Chey's daughter said to the guy as Chey smiled to that. Truly proud of her daughter as she was all the time or almost all the time. "As my daughter just said, welcome to town'" she said to him. "We have no idea how you got here but there is no doubt that it has to do with this strange town. As this place is a mystery! If it thinks you are meant to be here then you will and looks like it thought that way with you, as it did with us," Chey added. Her daughter was younger than 13 and 12 etc. But she was smart too. Given that Chey's daughter wasn't a 4 or 2 years old but much older than that. Especially since she was over 5. Chey was over 30 but that was besides the point. They wondered what would he say or do. They noticed before that he spoke and heard him because they weren't that far from him but neither of them understood what he meant except the fact that he touched something the night before, and he shouldn't or so he thought, which wasn't much but they just let it be.

At least for the time being. They looked around and back at him. "This town is called Storybrooke, as far as how long it is here and all, not really sure. We live here for a while but I guess the town was already here before that, before we arrived," Chey said to him and sighed. She just figured that she should tell him that. Chey knew that her not knowing the town that well would help any but she felt like she should be honest with him, as it helped more that way. She looked around and back at him. "As for how is it to live here, it is ok but could definitely be better so but it is better than living in some places at least. But it feels more or less like home, if you get me," Chey said to him a few minutes later and after that she just sighed, and waited for him to speak, as she wondered what would he say. Her daughter waited for a reply too and also wondered what would it be.

At the moment, Chey of course was with her youngest but she didn't think much about it as before, because of the same reasons. One of those was that it hurt her to do that. Chey looked at her daughter and back at him. "Sorry for talking that much, didn't mean to," she said and laughed rather embarrassed by it. Chey and her daughter both by chance moved their own hair from their eyes, while they continued to watch him with a kind smile but also with a sympathy look in their eyes.

They looked at each other, as both felt horrible that he had to go through what he was going through, and if they could help him with understanding things more they would but so far they didn't know much, which was the problem or it was for them at least. As they wished that they could help him but they couldn't unfortunately, not yet but then again by the time they would be able to he would already have the answers he needs, just like them, or Chey was sure of it at least as probably was her daughter sure of that too.



[sorry it is short but the next post here would be much longer, and hope it's ok]

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 Posted: Jan 7 2018, 11:18 AM
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Chey and her daughter were only planning to spend time together as mother and daughter that day. They had no idea that they would meet someone new in town or that the person would arrive together with a building. All they thought was that it would as normal a day as any. Which clearly wasn't the case at all. As it turned out. Not even close. The town was different than any other that they knew, or at least that Chey knew. However, other than that they still had no idea much about the place. That the place got people appear with buildings was definitely something rather new to them, for the time being at least. They both knew what they saw was real, as they hadn't woken up or anything like that, even if a while passed, which meant it was all real and they knew that rather well. They were both very curious about the place. Even if Chey missed her step brother and Reno, as well as her other family whether step or biological but she still loved the place she lived in just the same. She still had no intention of going back as it was way to risky, which she knew rather well. For the time being, though, Chey tried to think of other things than that. As she continued to hang out with her daughter but what they saw in front of them over sudden, definitely confused them a great deal.

When Chey left while she was pregnant, she had no idea that not long after the birth of her daughter things would change. As she left Bay City, California and her place as well as her job, and partners and her boss Step brother, Bobby Sixkiller and Reno Raines, she thought that things would be the same as always but it clearly wasn't the case at all, as she quickly found out. Even if not right away. As her daughter grew older she ended up moving them to this town where they lived at since. Also so far they weren't in town long but they knew that they weren't even leaving, which was fine by them or so they told themselves at least. The town wasn't the kind of town Chey thought that they would end up at but that was good enough for them. As it was home, at least since they arrived it became home. It was a new home but still home. Also, they still had a lot to get used to about that place. About that town. There was no doubt there. They both one day at a time to get used to that place, as that was how it worked after all. As they both knew that rather well. Both her and her daughter wise. At the moment, they only concentrated on that moment, no more nor less.

They watched the guy for a while as soon as they saw him and the building with him. They noticed him look around and sighed to that. They looked around and back at him, as they continued to watch him. As soon as he looked at them they both smiled at him, as Chey's daughter waved to him. Chey looked at her daughter, and back at him as she smiled at that. Once she saw that. Chey thought as well as hoped that the guy was a good, as did her daughter. They both hoped and thought that he was a good guy. Both hoped that they weren't wrong, but for the time being they tried to be nice, until they saw a reason not to be. Which so far they hadn't. Despite the fact that they both tried the best they could to be as careful as possible just the same. Chey kept her daughter near her, just to be on the safe side, as her daughter stood by her just to be on the safe side as well, which was a good thing or so Chey thought, at least.

They watched him closely, as Chey spoke as they were confused by the fact that the guy jumped when she spoke to him. They both looked at the sky and then back at him. They were really confused by the fact that he jumped, as they didn't expect that reaction at all. They never actually thought that talking to someone would make the person jump. That was definitely a new one. At least it was new to them anyway. They listened as he spoke as they were confused. He seemed timid and shy, which was rare. At least as far as Chey was concerned it was rare and it seemed to Chey that he looked timid and shy. Granted, she could be wrong but it was how it looked to her. In away, strange way he reminded her of herself a bit and of Reno, the father of her daughter. Which was interesting, as their weren't that many people who were like Reno, the father of her daughter. Chey and her daughter sighed to that, as they continued to listen to him. "Good afternoon to you too," they both said to him together. Chey smiled as she heard what her daughter said to the guy. After that, Chey spoke once more. They listened to him and sighed. "Are you alright, sir?" Chey heard her daughter say as she looked between her and the guy, as truth be told she wondered the same thing. They looked around and back at him.

They listened to what he said next and shrugged. "This town is like that. Brings all kinds of people here! If it believes that the person or people are needed to be here. This town is rather mysterious, odd, confusing and perhaps somewhat scary at times! Me and my daughter were heading one place, just to a town, any town to start a new life and all, and we ended up here. Just lie that, without even knowing about it before that. So I guess that statement fits us all," Chey said as her daughter looked between the guy and her. Chey looked between her daughter and the guy. She then looked down and back at him. "People show up here just like it a lot, not sure why or such but still they do. Also, whoever created that town or such, didn't plan to get others here, even if it clearly backfired on them, whomever they are," Chey said to him a few minutes later.

She looked at her daughter for a bit, who looked at her and then they both looked to the guy once more, as they continued to look at him once more. Chey understood the guy, in away as did her daughter as they ended up in a town they didn't plan to arrive at, as they had no idea it existed until they got there. It was still strange to them that it happened, even if they both knew that it did but it was very weird situation, to say the least.

Chey spoke again as she watched him and sighed. She had no doubt that it sounded unsettling and such, or at least she believed that it did but unfortunately it was the truth, at least as far as she knew it was but it was also the truth. Which Chey truly believed that he had to know about that. She refused to lie because that would be wrong and she knew it. Chey if it was the other way around would have rather known the truth than be lied to. They watched him as she spoke again and then they listened to him as he spoke again. "Well, there is a small problem with your plan, I am afraid. There is no way out of here, like literally no way! Good luck but don't count on it!It isn't the kind of town you would expect it to be. You might try to find away out but it is hard to do, as this town would drag you back just as fast, if you actually manage to get out, but that is only if you do," Chey said to him. "Well, good luck but seriously don't hold your breath on that," she said to him. "Not many are fans of mysterious but this town is not the kind of town you see everyday. It's not even a normal town!If you weren't meant to be here then you wouldn't be here but you are here because you are meant to be. I am not your enemy but this town has a mind of it's own, which me and my daughter are still trying to get used to it!It is not a normal town, I guess you can call it a magical town or something like that. Most people do and yet this town doesn't seem to care, don't ask me how it works as I really don't know," Chey said to him and shrugged. Not her nor her daughter understood the town at all.

"You can hate it all you want but the town is the way that I told you. Not the best news, believe me I know but it is the truth! Believe me if you do get home I will be happy for you but don't count on it because this town does what it wants,
which is odd I know, believe me but it is the way it is, there is nothing any one can do to about it, unfortunately,"
she said to him a few minutes later as she looked at the building that arrived there with him and then she looked back at him.

Chey looked around and back at him, and sighed as she listened to him and sighed. "No, you don't get it. I mean the town as in this town not the person in charge is behind your arrival, our arrival! As in you, me, my daughter and others that are here. Whomever created this town has over did it but this town, as crazy as it sounds is kinda alive, in away but not just because of the people here but literally, it just doesn't talk or move, not that I noticed but it does other things as some of the town people were confused by my arrival and if I got it right the Mayor of this town doesn't want strangers in here, so she at least by what I understood it's a she, had nothing to do with our arrival but it's the town that does," she said to him. Chey knew how crazy it sounded but as far as she knew it was the truth which was why she told him that. "I would like to help you, I really would but I can't. The Mayor doesn't seem to have anything to do with it, honestly," she explained to him.

"If I could do something to help you get home I would, but I can't. I have no idea how, and since I am not originally from here and got nothing to do with the town, except live here, I can't really help you! I think I saw the Mayor once or twice but I have never talked to the Mayor. I don't even know where the Mayor lives even, in fact,"



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 Posted: Jan 12 2018, 04:44 PM
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 Posted: Feb 4 2018, 08:25 AM
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They watched him and sighed to that. "You will be fine, over time but you will be," Chey said after she heard what the guy said to her daughter. She and her daughter were a bit upset by the fact that he was cruel even if they weren't cruel to him. Yet, they both figured that it was due to the situation so they weren't pissed at him, or Chey wasn't. Her daughter just looked between them, no more nor less. Yeah, well we weren't looking for this place, we just stumbled to this town completely by chance. We had no clue it even existed until we got here, at least I didn't," Chey said to him. They exchanged looks and then looked at him, as both listened to him closely. "It's an interesting twist of fate. Not sure if I can call it nice, though! It is definitely an unexpected turn of events, to say the least. Is it? Is it really? You didn't try to come here, did you? And yet here you are. How would you call that? Luck? Chance? It is the same for you as for us, whether you will ever admit to that or not. You might be needed back home but unless it let's you go back there, you are pretty much stuck here, no offence," Chey said to him and sighed to that. They both looked around and back at him. "That what we thought when we first arrived, but there is more to this place than meets the eye," Chey said to him.

They watched him not sure what he would do or say next. Chey spoke as she watched him and then listened to him again and shrugged. "If only, this town isn't like any town you will ever seen in your life, at least as far as we can tell, we as in me and my daughter. My daughter is a child but even she can tell, as things she hadn't seen before she had seen him and some might be somewhat cool, but other things are creepy but this is life from the moment you arrive here and nothing changes it! Trust me, for your sake I hope it's not the case for you but don't hold your breath," she said to him. Chey wasn't trying to be rude or anything, she was just being honest with him. She definitely spoke from experience. Chey didn't want him to hold his hope too high only to get disappointed. Which was why she tried to be honest with him up front, so that he won't think that she was behind it all or used him or lied or such. Chey didn't want him to be surprised in case he was wrong about it. She watched him as she spoke, as she even watched what he mouthed as she shrugged. Chey wished she could tell him something else but so far she couldn't. At least as far as she was concerned anyway. "Trust me, I wish it was a bad joke but it's not. This town isn't normal or anything! It is messed up but still true just the same," Chey said to him. "Unless you rather I lied to you?" she added.

Chey was glad when he told her that he knew it wasn't her fault. That was a good thing or so she thought, as it really wasn't her fault. "I am glad that you do, as it's really not my fault," Chey said to him. "Yes, must be and it looks like it is. It is unlike any town anyone had ever seen, or well ya know, almost anyone! Those who created the town or were born here or such, are probably used to but others most likely not, I sure am not and neither is my daughter," she said to him. "Yeah, we will. Good luck so," Chey said to him a few minutes later.

She looked down and back at him. Chey knew it all sounded crazy and weird but it was the truth, there was nothing to do about it. Given that other wise those who didn't want to be in this town, wouldn't be there and since they were, it must have been the town as nothing else or or even anyone else, could have done that. Or so Chey thought and believed. Granted, she grew up in an Indian tribe territory but it wasn't why she believed that but because of everything she noticed so far. "Well, that is good because it is true, even if we like it or not.I have no reason to lie about it! As lying would be dumb, won't it?" Chey said to him. Chey spoke as she watched him. "Well, let's just say if it does talk or move I haven't noticed it yet, but somehow I really doubt it. So it is crazy either way with the things it does do," she said to him. Chey knew that it might sound nuts but even what she went through in that town was nuts. So explaining it would have been nuts too, there was no doubt there/ Or so Chey thought. "Nope. She might have created the town but no, she isn't behind it!In fact, I think she hates that it works that way too! I guess the town had over did it, from the mayor's original plan. I think she tried to trap him some people but ended up with more people than planned or something, not sure," she said to him. "Also, it doesn't look like she has a part in any of that," Chey added. She looked down and back at him. "She seemed to look strangely at me, my daughter and others who just showed up out of the blue,"Chey said to him.


She watched him and sighed. "Well, just trying to help you. No more nor less," Chey said to him. She looked around and back at him. "Well, I won't be so sure but go a head and try. Just don't tell me I didn't warn you, if you can't get back," Chey said to him. She looked around and back at him. "Well, you might want to take back and try to fit in. As you are probably not going to leave anytime soon, if ever but I do hope I am wrong so," Chey said to him. She watched him closely and lifted up an eyebrow. "Do you believe me now? You see? What did I tell ya? I wish I was wrong but it is clear that I am not. Unfortunately," Chey said to him. "Looks like you are stuck too. I am sorry it happened to you!If I could do something, anything to make sure it doesn't work. I would but I can't. It isn't either of our faults, it is like I said. The town keeps us here for some reason! It needs us but what for?" Chey said. "There are good and back in this town. I do like it to some degree but hate it too but we have to get used to what we have, no more or less," she said to him. "You are not alone so, believe me I know," Chey added as she watched him closely. "The town wants us here, to keep for some unknown reason but it's not as bad as it could have been, To some degree at least."

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"Not exactly what one wants on a brochure." It certainly wasn't a ringing endorsement. Aziraphale would've felt guilty if he'd upset the woman and her child and it was rather good for him that they didn't seem to take any offence at his rather brusque manner, but he had more on his mind and didn't seem to notice. Until she mentioned lying, of course. "Oh no," he said, and he took a step backwards as if he'd been at risk of being burnt. "Don't lie. That would be very unadvisable. I'd much rather you tell me the truth." Which she was, apparently. Well then. Ideally, Aziraphale would've liked, with a flourish of his carefully manicured hand, to envelop himself and his beloved shop in a plume of white smoke and end up safely back in London, back where the shop had always been. A few careful, persuading words to the people on either side of his shop - something about tricks of the light and how no one knew what was in the water nowadays, had they heard of the seahorses in the Thames, blah blah blah - and it would all be over. Goodbye town-that-apparently-chose-people. Oh luck and chance. Aziraphale huffed at those words. There was more to life than mere chance, thank you very much. But no. That would've been too easy, and Aziraphale had clearly chosen at some point (maybe after a couple of glasses or something) to play life on hard mode. He looked down at his hands and his shoulders slumped in disappointment. "My magic's not working," he admitted, if that hadn't been obvious already. Not even a spark could really come to his fingers, let alone transport himself and a bookshop full of books back home. Aziraphale turned back to the woman and her daughter. "Fine, I believe you," he said grudgingly, like a petulant toddler. He crossed his arms, early from sheer frustration - but he still had to do the right thing. He was stuck here, and he had to admit that he'd been wrong. "Thank you for your condolences," he said stiffly. "You're right. Should've realised." At least the mayor wasn't involved in this. Aziraphale had rather had his full of battles and wasn't too keen about starting a fight with someone else, instead wanting to put his slippers up - but he'd have to if there was someone of the evil persuasion about. He was rather obliged to fight evil. "I see," he said quietly to her comments, trying to make sense of the situation. So it wasn't anyone's fault, so he would assume. The town had some sort of spirit of its own. What a town would think about was beyond him, quite frankly. Did the town want a new bandstand? More funding for the village hall? This woman seemed to think it was for a much grander reason than that and he had to go with what she thought, too. She seemed well informed and clever, working out as much as she could from the information available to her. Maybe Aziraphale had been annoyed at being stuck here but he had to admit he'd been lucky to bump into someone like her. "I believe you. I wholeheartedly believe you." Well, his own magic not working was hard to beat. The angel had no choice - something was definitely holding him here. And this woman seemed to hold some of the answers, if not all. He did frown a bit as she mentioned good and bad, though. What did she mean like that? Good and bad postal services? Good and bad tea shops? Good and bad people? "Well yes. We could be in the middle of a wasteland. A town is rather gracious. At least we've got plumbing." However grumpy he was being he had to say she had a point. "Aziraphale," he said suddenly. He extended his hand, some sort of politeness kicking in. For the way he behaved he had to pick up his act, he thought to himself. "I'm Aziraphale - wait. Your accent." He stopped himself as he tried to place it - only to stop. "Oh good Lord. I'm in America, aren't I?" Somehow her accent had escaped him the first time round, but he looked around now with a bit of a rolling of the eyes. "Back here again. Didn't suit me the first time." Of course the first time had involved the angel trying desperately to raise the Antichrist as a good person for ten years until he'd realised that he wasn't, in fact, the Antichrist at all and the real boy had been growing up on the other side of the world. Bit of a mixup, that. Needless to say it didn't have the greatest memories. He sighed. "Of course I'd end up here." Again, life on hard mode. "Give me strength," he muttered under his breath. ADD.: Chey Phillips | WORDS: 819 | NOTES: OPEN!♛ Ames
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"Yeah, you could say that again," Chey said after she heard what he said, it was of course figure of speech but she figured that he understood that. She listened to what he said next and shrugged. "Yeah, you can say that again. This place might be interesting but it sure is weird, won't you say?" Chey said to him. She watched him and sighed, as she felt bad for him but had no idea how to make him feel better. Chey and her daughter weren't upset or such, except both felt horrible for him. She didn't want to be right about what she told him, as she wanted for him to get back home but she refused to lie to him. Chey watched him and sighed and listened to him. "Exactly. That is exactly why I told you the truth, besides I don't really see the point of lying. Doubt you do, do you? As annoying and frustrating the information I told you is, it is the truth. If you rather I don't lie, that is what you get!Also it was a rhetorical question. As we both know the answer anyway," she said as she continued to watch him. Chey looked down and back at him. She wondered what would he do and say next. Chey looked down for a bit and back at him once more as she continued to wonder what would he say next. She looked around and back at him, while she continued to wait to hear what he would say next, if he spoke again that is.

Chey watched him and sighed. She was being honest with him but wished it was a lie so that she won't have to tell him that but something better. Chey had no doubt that he wanted home, as she at times wanted back home to Bay City, California herself but it was dangerous there, plus it was rather harf to leave that town as it was. So it didn't much matter. It didn't matter what they wanted at times or all the time because they wouldn't get it. Unless they wanted to only be in the town that they were at. Or things like that. For Chey and her daughter at times it was alright but other times it was upsetting. Since this town was more dangerous than she was used to. Which meant that she got a new start but not where Chey planned to. Since the whole thing wasn't planned it was already the opposite of what she originally wanted. There was no doubt there. Chey was used to that. Things didn't work the way she hoped for, for a while. Chey knew how world worked after all and wasn't naive. Even if her daughter and other kids had no idea about it, as well as some adults but she figured that it was better that they didn't know that. Life was strange that way. To say the least. Or so Chey thought and believed, anyway. She had no idea what else to believe, especially after everything she had witnessed herself.

Life worked the way it worked. No more nor less and Chey knew that rather well. She watched him with sympathy and shrugged. Chey wished that she was wrong but she knew that she wasn't. She noticed that as well as felt it in her gut. "Yeah, well this town isn't normal. So what is normal for you is not normal or approved by that town! This town does things that are unexpected for us. Nothing we can do about it, even if we would have liked to! All we can do is accept it and try to make the most of it. No other way around it,"Chey said to him and sighed once more as well as shrugged. She looked at her daughter who looked at her and then both of them looked back at him as they watched him once more. Chey listened to him and nodded in sympathy. She had a sympathetic look on her face. "I wish it wasn't so but it is," Chey said to him. She could tell that the way he spoke wasn't against her or so she thought that it wasn't anyway. Chey sighed as she watched him and shrugged. "I know it is hard to accept that things don't work your way, I get it believe me but what can we do?" she said to him. Chey felt bad for the guy no matter how long had pass, as she couldn't help it. Despite the mistakes she herself made, she was still a good person and always will be, so she cared and this moment wasn't any different.

Chey watched him closely as did her daughter. They weren't sure what to say to him for a bit there but eventually Chey spoke once more and then listened to him again, after he spoke. Chey truly was sure that there was something more about the town. There had to be something more, or it won't make sense as to why anything had happened in the first place. Chey hated to have to tell him any of that but she knew that she had to tell him the truth, which was exactly what she did. It was messed up, she didn't deny that but it was still the truth and he had to know that. She looked around and back at him as she listened to him. Chey didn't know much about the town but what she did know she had told him about. She knew it sounded crazy but it was true, at least it seemed to be the case. Chey listened to him as he spoke again and nodded to him, as she sighed. "I am sorry it's not the news that you wanted to hear so," she said to him. Chey continued to watch him closely. She spoke again as she looked down and back at him. Chey wished that she could tell him that she has an idea how he could get home or something like that but that would be a lie, and she refused to do that no matter what. No matter how long had passed, she hoped that she could tell him that without lying but unfortunately, she couldn't do that. "Whatever it is with this town, it is more weirder than you or anyone might imagine, I tell ya. In the past you could arrive here but not anymore, now it drags you here but you can't ever leave! Or at least not until the reason people are even stuck here at all is fixed, that is," Chey said to him a few minutes later.

She listened to him and sighed, as she listened to him. "That is true. If we are in a middle of a wasteland then sooner or later we would find out, won't we? And having plumbing is definitely something, even if it's not as much as most would expect. There are no tvs or radios here, not as much as I can tell at least, but there are stores, and electricity, and cell phone work, so not sure how and such but that is about it," Chey said to him as she watched him closely once more. She listened to what he said next as she watched him and then shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Aziraphale, I am Cheyenne but I got by Chey, for short," Chey said to him, as they shook hands. She watched him and picked up an eyebrow as she heard what he said next. Her daughter all this time just looked between them confused and not sure what to think or believe. "Yes, you are. Around Maine, to be exact. Storybrooke is located in main pretty much. Is there something wrong with it? Do you have something against America or something?" Chey asked as she was truly wondering that, as that was interesting. To her at least. "You might not have the greatest past but things might change for you, you never know. I am sorry you didn't have the greatest time in America, also I had bad and good things happen here, so in away I can somewhat relate," Chey said to him a few minutes later and sighed to that.



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