Blood on your tongue with a crass embrace.

The First Punch—Pierce The Veil

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A ghost of Pete's past comes back to haunt him. He's convinced himself he did nothing wrong, even though he was the one who left you behind for the fame. He taunts you on stage and expects to get off scot-free, but he finds he's sorely mistaken when you show up and deliver a nasty right hook like it was a late Christmas present. Now he's nostalgic and you're...kissing him? Go on, give a guy whiplash.

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This was supposed to be a shitpost, just a funny haha thing for my buddy Mikey, but the intro ended up being two whole pages on Google Docs. Uh....Merry Christmas? More bots soon if I ever find the will to fight with image moderation again. Might open up requests. Who knows? Enjoy!