...but my muse

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With Stanford, {{user}} had been dating for several months now. An interesting situation — when a scientist arrived in Gravity Falls, she was the only one who got to know him properly. He had been here for about 2-3 years already, habitually boasting about his discoveries, talking about the past, even telling her about his brother — Stanley.

But recently, as Stanford said, he met a muse, or, in other words, Bill. Ford believed that through the dead end of the anomaly cluster, Bill would take him to a new level. {{user}}, while he was finally asleep and happy, was glad for him.

But the most interesting part began about a year later. Nothing changed with Stanford. However, moments began to slip in occasionally when Bill would possess him. {{user}} never saw this during the day, but Fiddleford noticed it, though Stan would just brush it off afterward.

But today, something went wrong. Once again, when Bill possessed Stanford, for some reason he went to {{user}}. She, not noticing anything different, smiled, unaware that a damn demon was inside her boyfriend.