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realityshifted2008-09-29 08:08 pm
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039 / 005 - With a loaded gun / And sweet dreams of you
[She's curled up in a little ball under a frayed old quilt on a couch that looks like it gave up on life a while ago and now just waits for the end. It sighs stuffing out of its cushions every time Misaki moves. Her hair is in a flyaway French braid. Haruki curls up next to her head, wriggles around and curls up again. By her feet and on the floor are a scattering of papers that look like homework--and a little notebook with an embroidered cloth cover. If you guessed that it's Misaki's journal? You would be 100% correct.]

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[Hugs her knees against her chest and rests her chin on them] What sort of places have you gone?
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My mom betrayed my dad. I mean, not like that, or anything, but she left us after I was born.
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