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realityshifted2009-02-23 12:20 pm
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059: Let Them All Walk Away
[Hei is at his hut again. He's sitting on the bottom step, leaning tiredly against the railing. By now it's clear that he's been growing his hair out, as it's now down to his chin.]
[There's a single, half-empty bowl of ramen with him as well as a tumblerful of something alcoholic. A basic, composition notebook is open on his lap and he's idly writing something on one of the pages--though you might notice that "Ryotarou" is written in Sharpie on the front. There's also a pair of black and electric-blue Air Trecks propped next to him on the step.]
[Hei yawns and taps his pen against the paper, frowning a little.]
[There's a single, half-empty bowl of ramen with him as well as a tumblerful of something alcoholic. A basic, composition notebook is open on his lap and he's idly writing something on one of the pages--though you might notice that "Ryotarou" is written in Sharpie on the front. There's also a pair of black and electric-blue Air Trecks propped next to him on the step.]
[Hei yawns and taps his pen against the paper, frowning a little.]

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Hello, Hei.
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How have you been?
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I'm alright. You?
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What did you bring?
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Nothing, really. I was just thinking about things.
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...I know a Milo.
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Milo...I'll likely never see Milo again. And even if I did, he wouldn't remember me.
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Oh.
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I think so. Yes, I think I would.
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I'd miss you too.
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