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Hi, I'm Arthur. I'm a journalist; I freelance for odd publications, take on rather exasperating proofreading and editing jobs where I can and I write in my spare time - which, I will admit, I have very little of. I own a pen I named Mishap. I'll explain that one late. I thought this was what I wanted to do with my life, but a lot has happened over the past three years. I found myself rising up numerous social circles, mingling with the kinds of people I despised when growing up, drinking my demons away as opposed to dealing with them. On the surface, I'm just like everybody else. I walk, I breathe, I talk, I bleed red and I bare the extreme misfortune of having been born in a world that, miraculously and against all odds, has not as yet self-imploded. I woke up this morning, somewhat hungover, and decided that the time had come to tell my story.

2023: The Meet Chris knew he had to walk away, but something kept him from turning his back on her. It has been ten years since he and Annabelle decided that it would be best if they severed all ties. He was crushed when it happened, but knew it was for the best. A part of him held onto his feelings for her, but this was not the way it was supposed to happen. He was never supposed to physically see her again after leaving varsity. And yet there she stood before him.. She hadn't aged at all. "So you're married now, huh?" Belle inquired as she leaned forward to give him a hug. She still smelled the same, he thought. His eyes closed as he savored the moment. "Yes," Chris replied. "Happiest three years of my life. You still smell the same." Bella chuckled and squeezed him tighter. It suddenly dawned on him what he just revealed to her and quickly drew back, masking his reaction with a fake cough. "I really enjoyed your performance in last y