"Maybe I’m part of the gang and I don’t even know it.
They might have wiped my memory, too.
I’d be too dangerous to be left alive.
But maybe I’ve also recovered a fraction of my memory. It’d make sense. It explains your paranoia and my “guess”/potential memory."
Backstory: My Crush sent me a blursed imagine from reddit of people in peanut costumes chasing someone, and I said cupcakes were way scarier. So we started talking about me possibly having any traumatic past experiences with cupcakes and it turned into me getting kidnapped by a cupcake gang and my crush was part of peanut gang but was thrown out and had his memory wipes and the gangs are monitoring us so now we might have to live on the road. This is too good. Feel free to comment on this

✞ I believe in Jesus Christ my Savior, and I am not afraid to admit it.
I asked Jesus, "How much do you love me?" Jesus replied, "This much." And He stretched his arms on the arms on the cross and died. ✞
Silence is our enemy, our voices can end it.