[ she's curled up on the beach somewhere, absently wandering between spacing out and crying periodically. it seems like losing precious people week after week has finally taken a heavy toll out of this bun.
at least, his jingling has become a relatively familiar sound to her and she blinks blearly eyes in the direction he's strolling from.
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at least, his jingling has become a relatively familiar sound to her and she blinks blearly eyes in the direction he's strolling from.
pstpstpst here hyan cheng. ]