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“You’re not perfect,” The Average whispered, its monotone voice cracking. “You’re a mess.”

The Average leaned forward. For the first time in a decade, a flicker of interest sparked in its empty eye sockets. “A creation that doubts itself? How… novel.” rocky handsome 2

“I’m not him,” he whispered, his voice a cello playing a sad chord. “You’re not perfect