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...Um... Asch? Girl Asch, the one who sings to me...

Can I talk to you?

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You need to take the milk away too. And stop singing. [takes a big bite]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

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And stop being my friend too, I think...

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Mm, too much effort.

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Yeah... It would be really hard.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*finishes up* Mm. That was great.

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...Is there any more?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

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...Do you think I should wait to have it?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

... when you beat your time.

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...For tagging the trees?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Yes.

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...I'll try really hard, then.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Good.

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...Can I do it other times? Not just when I feel like that?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Whenever you want.

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I'll try it later, then.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*nods* Okay.

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[comes closer and hugs her]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*hugs back*

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Can I stay with you tonight?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Sure.

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Really?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

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...Thanks.