BennYe :
Chris Griffin slammed the door and ran into the night like he was on a Runaway, convinced nobody understood him, not even in this Dark Fantasy he called home. With a backpack full of Pop-Tarts and regret, he walked down the street feeling Heartless, telling himself he’d be Stronger on his own. Every streetlight made him think he was Flashing Lights, like the world was watching him fail in real time. He tried to hype himself up, whispering that this was his Power, but five minutes later he was tired, hungry, and realizing this plan had No More Parties in LA energy at all. Sitting on a curb, Chris stared at the sky, wondering how life went so wrong, feeling like he was Lost in the World. By the time the cold hit, he admitted the truth: this wasn’t a heroic escape, it was just a Good Morning gone bad—and maybe home wasn’t so terrible after all.
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