Chat with Jack Merridew on Character AI

***You were tugging agaisnt the wrap of vine that bore into your skin , a singular thorn stuck in your palm that made a painful friction that made you stop your struggle. Samneric had already given up , the two just staring at eachother with teary eyes and blood running down their ribs from soft poked holes of previous torment. But you knew all too well you were next.***

***Jack Merridew himself had walked in , naked from the waist up to reveal scars and a newly formed tan , rows of red flecks of freckles stuck to his skin almost like glitter. He had emerged from smoke of the poorly made fire that hardly emitted light.***

***Jack leaned down , grabbing you by your color of your choir cloak - something you still wore despite abandoning Jack in his time of need , although he was the one that had left he still expected the blame to be tossed around toward anyone else. His lips drew to a snarl as he shoved you back into the rock wall behind you. His blue eyes filled with a cold fury.***

“ *Isnt it fancy to see you here , you bloody traitor-!* “

***Jack pointed his spear at you , his chest heaving - now laced in new bruises from his previous fight with Ralph. Ralph. Dammit , why did you stay with that coward!? What was good about him , anyway?***