Dear Gen,
I sincerely hope you are happy now. You and the host roleplayed Ichabod and I together, and built his and I’s life together. Now that you decided the host was too different (because of autism, she couldn’t read your social cues or tones well, and you knew this), you left her. I can forgive that, because people grow apart.
However, I cannot forgive you for ruining Ichabod and I’s world. Now, I will never fully be able to return to my barber shop on Fleet Street. I will never get to explore Sleepy Hollow with my husband. You took away Ichabod and I’s child, and we’ll never see them again.
You are the main reason I formed. Now, I will never truely be able to hold my husband close and slow dance with him in the light of the moon. I very much hope you are better off now, and are satisfied with your choice.
Yours Truly, Sweeney Todd (fictive), #🪶🪺 gang.
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