“I wish I knew why they didn’t like me. I don’t think I ever did anything to them, but they spread lies anyway…” he replied sadly. As much as he disliked it, it was just the facts. “I guess they just thought I was dumb or something. I couldn’t get work anywhere else. I thought I could get away from it when I came home, but there was no one waiting for me in Jupiter. My mama had died, and I don’t know any other people in my family.” He thought for a moment, trying to bring the memories into focus. “Something was broken then. I tried to be good. I tried, but I was broken.”
Carefully, the blonde reached out one hand to place it on top of the clown’s shoulder. Her expression showed worry, concern. She tried to imagine those cruel people who made him do things like this. If she looked at him, Elsa could clearly see that it was not him who they should blame. “I’m sorry to hear that, Sam. Broken people – do things others don’t understand. Edward has taken care of you so well. Those things won’t ever happen again.”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
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Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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