May 20, 2014
stitches-and-syringes I drew this for you ( 🌸 u w u ) it's lame
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stitches-and-syringes I drew this for you ( 🌸 u w u ) it's lame
stitches-and-syringes replied to your post:"H-huh..? Nobody wants to be treasurer…? B-b-b-but...
"Hm.. P-Perhaps if this is the case.. W-We could run then, c-couldn’t we? I-I mean, no one will get mad at us if we do.."
"I-I-I was thinking the same.... W-we could run together~! You n-need two treasurers anyways to d-double check work...."
"W-What an interesting hairstyle..! It must have t-taken a while to get those colors in..?" She stared at the two large ponytails thoughtfully, noting that it was definitely fun to look at.
"You've got it down pat, sweetheart." A loud laugh from the musician, and a pat on the shoulder towards the other girl followed her words. "It's not that bad, per se, but it's a pretty painstaking process! Your hair, on the other hand, and don't take this badly, but it kinda looks like it's defying gravity. How're you doing that, huh?"
stitches-and-syringes replied to your post:"Awawawawawa…. I-I-I can’t keep up with my inbox…....
// h ah yeah I’ll just watch from afar because you know I’m a beta. n v n
"Th-th-that's no fair at all....."
"S-s-sure she's a little scary looking... b-but she seems nice enough... C-c-can't you all go and wish her a h-happy birthday too...? P-please..?"
Is that really... me? //CLOSED
Mikan stood trembling in front of her mirror, for once, not over-analyzing her hideous appearance. No, today, there was an actual purpose to this mirror: to summon an alternate. Her magician friend had suggested it a while back, but she had been much too skeptical of her instructions to even try. After all, they seemed much too simple to actually carry out the task that needed to be done.
A deep intake of breath and she timidly brought her index finger only centimeters away from the glass. "Now my own reflection shows, another me, a heart I know." Mikan cringed slightly at saying that, feeling like some corny loser, yet gently, she brought her finger to touch the glass and it shattered, causing her dog, Yuuta, to go into a panic and run to her side. Behind the glass stood... another girl. But it didn't seem like Mikan at all. No, this girl looked more like some kind of American monster. It left her absolutely speechless. What had she done? What went wrong?
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