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    Quackity couldn't sleep anymore. Well, he wasn't sure how accurate that was. He could, but he couldn't sleep well anymore. He hates sleeping now. He used to like it, back when he had someone to lay with, to cuddle with into the night, giggling and snuggling until they passed out.
    Before that, he would cry into his pillow, asking himself what he had done wrong, thinking about the harsh words slurred at him from drunken lips and fanged teeth he now sees in himself whenever he used to look in the mirror. Not his own, though, never his own. He no longer has any mirrors in his quarters, couldn't stand what he would see.
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    A character study for Quackity in the dawn of Las Nevadas.

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