I know the popular theory is that Caine’s line about struggling to keep track of who’s real and who’s an NPC is foreshadowing that one of the cast is secretly an NPC

But consider the alternative

I hearby deem my f/os gods of kissie an cuddle time 💗❤💖❤💘💘❤💗❤💖💗💘💕💗💕💖💕💘💕💖💕💘❤💗❤❤💕💕💘💕💘❤💘💘💕💗❤💕💘💕💘❤💗💘💘💗❤💗🌟❤❤💘❤💗💕🌟❤💘❤💗💕💘💕💗💗❤💗❤❤👉👈👉👈👉👈

As god I hearby deem you are fuckin cute forever and it’s canon so SHUT

SHHHHHHSHHSHHSHSHHHH NO I'M NOT

“This is my place. Mine. I sit here. On your lap. I fit. No complains.”

' you're perfectly welcome to it! it's not like anyone else gets this close to me. so I hearby deem this seat yours.~ ' soph let's out a small laugh, she barely felt the weight of the other sitting on her lap so it barely bothered her.

disbelief.

i spent a while searching for a word that could conjure up this feeling. disbelief doesn't even copse it. no, it's only the undertone. it's no easy task , to establish what combination of emotions create this silent madness. i never planned for this. i thought growing older would bring me closure. only i'm no closer. if anything i'm only worse off. you see, i guess i just got a little bit to cocky. i never thought she, could completely knock me off my feet. i know they say you can't understand winning until you've experience defeat. it is complete. my purpose in your life will never reach past yesterday. why does it feel so damn heavy. every levy in my chest has ruptured. i'm my own justice of the peace, and i hearby deem this deceased. if nothing else, i hope this teaches me something viable. i can rely on no one. i hope i wake up wanting food instead of you. in truth, i have no clue what to fucking do. i'm slipping. you've throw me farther away from you. where am i to orbit now that i've been kicked out of rotation? i'm just a coment wandering aimlessly, no destination.