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๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ .
@ofelectricfists
โโ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ .


@ofelectricfists She places a ' Best Father ' mug on his desk. Then , she takes her leave.


jin was a good kid. it was not he who i found trouble with. ( she trails offใseeming to get lost in a memory. ) we cannot live our lives wondering about the what ifs. we made our choices.

( his words leave her feeling coldใsorrow threatening to swallow her whole. so she focuses on her food again until she feels she can speak without bursting into tears. ) that must have been so scary kazuya.

( thumb brushes beneath said eye then down over the scars marring tanned cheeks. she looks mournful for a momentใlips pressed thin. ) twenty years makes seven seem like nothing.

you are not wicked kazuya. butใi guess life had different plans for us.

have you ever thought about relaxing? ( lifting a manicured browใher amusement palpable. her own food is bitten into. )

( she canโt help her smileใso very amused. ) thank you for this. i could have payed.

well. still trying to readjust to. . being here. ( toying with a loose thread on her shirt. ) are you well? getting plenty of rest?

i am not vegetarian kazuya. i just canโt cook.

food would be nice.. iโd love to catch up


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