Today I wrote out one of the endings for the relationships and I felt the sudden accumulation of moisture emanating from the glands in my eyes. Lord, what’s this…was I crying?
Man, that was awkward. I didn’t expect the any of the stories to take that kind of emotional turn, but sometimes your characters just end up having their own agendas and you’re unable to stop them.
Not to worry. An hour later I was back to snickering over crazy shit elsewhere in the story, obviously stuff I can’t really reveal right now.
In any case, there are no guarantees to which scenes get left in or out. I tend to keep rewriting until the very last second, up to the very moment of hitting the “build distribution” button on Ren’Py.