SUGARTONGUE I.E. —
Sugartongue could feel the bruising on his neck starting, and a loud growl erupted from him before soft choking did. Sugar wheezed for air, for the precious oxygen he needed to survive, but none came. Soon, Sugar's body fell limp to the ground, and all struggling halted as his conciousness faded. Would he be able to see Sollux now? Was this his time?
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