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Slowly got used to it, and at one point, it felt like it had never left. And as my chimera even answered when I spoke back, I decided to call him Kevin. Which he thought was a stupid name, by the way. He got angry. Screaming at me how he would be an Aodhan, but he is in my head, so he is Kevin. I guess the visit to my mom’s house for Christmas, and everything that happened there, had me evolving my supporting character in my head. At least this way, there is someone I can talk to.

When she didn’t say anymore and kept her head bowed, he finally told her: “That’s what I’m trying to tell you, Kate. Any other AI character going through what Ecto did would’ve become an emotional vacuum. Being trapped in Dungeon Raydens that long would definitely take a toll. But not Ecto. That scene with your mom proves it. He felt pain when your game character broke up with him but not when all the enemies were mobbing him. That means he’s still in love with you, Kate. Not only were you the reason he was fighting so hard to get out of the game but you’re also why he managed to keep his original personality intact. I guess you could say he survived the game by holding on to his memories of

It was fucking odd nursing two kids at once, but I was sure I’d get the hang of it. I looked at them, seeing if it would help. Were they more of a Connor or a Han? I didn’t fucking know. Aeryn’s name was from Farscape. I mean, there was one name I liked, but it had this letter with an apostrophe, which would look weird and confuse people. "Pray tell, what is the name?" Reina asked. "D’argo." "Supposing you eliminate the d’. Argo?" Reina said.

She burped again, gave an indignant yell. “OK, OK, not that one.” Wolf rubbed her back. “Ummm… maybe a princess name? Elizabeth? No? Uh – Charlotte?” She kicked him, but it felt like an approving kick. “OK, little princess. Charlotte it is.” He carefully stroked her peach-fuzz head, amazed all over again at how small and delicate it was in his rough hands. “I might call you Charlie, when we get to know each other better.” She yawned, and Wolf laid her down again on the thin mattress, covered her with the blanket. He picked her brother up now, repeated the patting and rubbing circles process on his back.

Charlotte was a bit embarrassed and said, "My name is Charlotte." "Good name!" "Thank you!" Blaine, the social bandit, said, "My name is Blaine, you have seen my ID, so I won't go into details. The person who is accepting your help is called Adan." Adan. The name sounded familiar, but Charlotte couldn't remember it.

I tell her about Grandpa and about how he’s sad not to have his mate anymore, but how he feels better watching movies with me, but she laughs again. Strike three, Harriet. I don’t like her laughing at my Grandpa being sad. She’s still got the poop face too. When she asks for my name, I don’t want to give it to her. “It’s Nunya.” “Nunya? That’s a unique name,” she laughs with the poop face again. I shrug. “I’m a unique guy.” I test the word out in my head a few times, trying to decide what it means, then decide to just ask, “What’s unique mean?”

His voice was low and teasing. I shifted back, my hand on my ear, “Let’s register. I’m actually interested now.” “Anything you want, princess.” We went over to a stand where interested couples registered, registering under different alias. My alias being, Draya, while his was Leo. I found the name to be befitting for a strange reason, surprised at how much personality wise the name was an actual good match. We were then led to a small group of people most of them being students.

Morgan's son here suggested we exchange contacts. "Denzel is fine. And I've saved yours with Sheldon." He answered. I scoffed, that's so plain. Such a boring way to identify my fake fiance. "Zel sweetie, Zel baby, Den sweetheart, Denny." I chuckled when I looked up to see him glaring at me. "Choose one." He snorted, "I still choose Denzel." What a killjoy. I typed in what I wanted from the start, 'Zel baby' and I didn't forget to add an alien emoji to the side. That way, it doesn't look so ordinary to me.

she added, smiling at her. Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated. Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one. “We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”

I ask the man politely, tucking a strand behind my ear as the cold breeze is messing with my hair. “Er—” He pauses and clears his throat. For a moment I thought he would say Eren which got my heart pounding. “Erden.” He says softly. “My name is Erden.” I fake a smile. Why does even his name has to sound so similar to that of Eren? “And you?” He asks with a hiss as he lets Eren tugs on his hair. “Oh.” I stick out my hand. “Hayat.” Erden shakes my hand and my heart skips a beat at the familiar touch.