— Cʜᴜᴄᴋ Sʜᴜʀʟᴇʏ

❝Nothing ever really — E N D S Does it?❞

“Who needs powers anyway? Not me.” Another lie. He so badly needed them to do anything.

Chuck just sighed at the sound of that voice. “Oh I’ve still got it. You’ll see. This is going to be the best story yet.”

Chuck cracked his knuckles and pulled up a seat in front of his old typewriter. “Let’s see if I’ve still got it.”

|| I mean there’s just no way they aren’t gonna shoot a new episode I honestly might throw up.

|| Was that really the end of the last 15 years of my life 😂

|| Can’t believe this is the last episode day.

“So this is what it’s like? Being a person isn’t so bad.” He was lying. This was worse then any death imaginable.

|| Twitter stories. Gross.

“No hard feelings right?”

Awkward chuckle. “Uh oh..”

“If I can have a second to explain myself.. It was a pretty good story.”

Casual shrug.

No. No she does not.

“I guess it really do be like that. Not sometimes. All the time.”

Takes a bow.

“Lol. Whoops.”

Casually leant back eating popcorn occasionally throwing a piece towards the world. “When did watching get so boring..”

|| Poor Michael that’s been in the cage for all this time.