I learned to live with it. I'm not depressed mind you, I still have goals and wants but they feel much less...real than before. Honestly I blame my brain surgeon uncle who told me all about how the brain is such a lying bastard.
Well, to be fair, it's the first schoolday, and I'll be there for maximum an hour or two. After I meet all my old teachers, classmates, and future murder victims.
Hey, man, better of lesser devils! Besides, via FO2, I've found that I do indeed have certain fondness for redheads. I think I'll blame FO2 Restoration Project for giving me this powerful, if fearsome ability.
Sounds like a good plan. And as per usual, I'm considering yet another avatar change...Which isn't really a change, as I'm just looking for a different Vault Boy avatar.
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