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[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*Ana is not in her room, sleeping, reading, or playing music.

Ana is not anywhere with her keyboard, practicing her music.

Ana is not in the kitchen, though there is evidence she was eating there a bit ago.

No.

Ana is currently in the bathroom, puking her guts out.

Poor Ana*

Comments

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

[stops, confused] ...What's an STD?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Sexually transmitted disease.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

Master Van doesn't have any diseases!

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*snorts*

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

It's true...

...Wait, what did you say?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*slowly, enunciating very precisely as if she was stupid* You. Deserve whatever STD that bastard gives you. From raping innocent girls like me.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

...He did that to you...?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Several times.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

...And other people too...?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

But... Why would he do that? He told me he loved me...

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

He told you that too, huh? Tell me again when your breasts come in.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

They're starting to... What does that have to do with anything, though?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Because he stopped fucking me when I grew up.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

But we're going to get married... He promised.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*snorts*

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

Why else would he do that? You only do it with people you love...

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Go away, kid, and come back when you grow up.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

He's not here, though, so why does that matter?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Go. The fuck. Away.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

...Fine. You really do deserve being sick if you're this mean. [glares at her before leaving]