[Cube made his way to the door, glancing back at the slumped body upon the couch. He wanted to cry... it was so painful... like he was betraying his Master, but he wasn't! He didn't want to say goodbye because he didn't really wish to leave. Cube's heart ached, and as he pulled the door closed behind him, Cube's hand sat on the handle a moment while he stood there in thought.
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[Cube made his way to the door, glancing back at the slumped body upon the couch. He wanted to cry... it was so painful... like he was betraying his Master, but he wasn't! He didn't want to say goodbye because he didn't really wish to leave. Cube's heart ached, and as he pulled the door closed behind him, Cube's hand sat on the handle a moment while he stood there in thought.
Why did it have to be this way?]