Time
This is one big joke to him.
“Please Time. I know you. I know who you will be, at least. You wouldn’t want the world to be destroyed over…me,” I tell him. He looks at me pointedly, like he’s reading me. Suddenly I feel vulnerable, as if he is reading into the relationship Time and I have struggled to get together.
“Entertain me for a moment…” he draws off, searching my face as it will reveal more about me.
“I’m not telling you my name,” I fold my arms over my chest.
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