<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Dark tensed up a little at Kori touch, her words hitting her harder than the goth wanted to admit. Why did all her friends say that about her? That she wasn’t a nobody? That she had some sort of worth? They were wrong, they had to be! She turned her face to Kori and looked at her with very confused eyes, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“N-no, I don’t! I’m nothing, just a shadow. I will be lucky to get a job at a gas station that lets me move into a small apartment and pay my bills. You and Art have skills that will take yall far in life, you two have a future! I don’t.” <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">She said then looked away from the cute redhead. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">‘Damn it! Why did we have to start talking about that? She will surely want nothing to do with me now.’ <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">She thought as she hit herself on the forehead. <br/>
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Dark sat there for a little while, waiting for Kori to respond. Why was she like this? She wanted to be Kori's friend, she wanted to spend time with her and Art, she wanted to be somebody! but she couldn't, she knew that yet she still tried, why?  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"what's wrong with me..." <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">she muttered to herself, forgetting that she wasn't alone.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>