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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*seems like high pitched shrieking is turning into a fad in the dressing room, because, deep in one of the many corridors, one is heard, followed by a string of loud profanity.

Yes, like many other victims of this place, Asch has been momentarily turned into a girl.*

((....jumping on the bandwagon is fun.))

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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Nevermind.

[fononfailure]

Don't you 'nevermind' me. What is it?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*shakes his head* Memories.

[fononfailure]

...bad ones?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*nods*

[fononfailure]

S..sorry.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*shakes his head again* Don't apologise.

[fononfailure]

Did you want to talk about it?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Not really, no.

[fononfailure]

Alright.. But keeping things bottled up doesn't help, you know.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

There's nothing to talk about.

[fononfailure]

It's obvious something is bothering you.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

....

[fononfailure]

You should talk about it with someone, even if you aren't comfortable talking with me.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I'm fine.

[fononfailure]

That's why you've gotten all quiet again, right?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

.....Shut up, I'm fine.

[fononfailure]

Lies.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...

[fononfailure]

Is it that hard to talk about?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

.... *nods*

[fononfailure]

*hugs him again.* ..whatever happened, it's over now.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*hugs her back gently* I know.

[fononfailure]

And if it's something I did.. I want to help.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*shakes his head* Just memories.