Dear Darlings
Dear darlings,
So i know what you're all thinking, and you're right. I died. How is there another part to this story? Well, boys and girls, it's kind of a Phil Coulson situation. I died. They fixed me.
I mean, my heart only stopped beating for maybe 10 seconds before they shocked it back to work. I only passed out in my room, i didn't pass on.
Surprise!
And now I'm here, sitting in a van, all my possessions loaded in the back, living out that dream of mine. For real this time.
Thanks to my doctors and their super fancy cell transplant blood infusion body morphing wonder drugs, I have a second chance. (Sidebar: cell transplant blood infusion body morphing wonder drugs is not what the actual process was called. Don't google it. It's not real.) So I decided to do something with that new time i have on this earth. And my first decision: get Alexander Lightwood back in my life.
Wish me luck,
Magnus Bane xx
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