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[boy_fatality]

Spring lingers in the air now, winter fading into the white of memory. I saw the first signs of life springing up from cracks in the sidewalk, and perhaps it is because I've grown so used to it that the city doesn't seem so grim

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[piskiestix]

That's poetic.

[boy_fatality]

Eh?

...I didn't mean it to be...

I suppose Grandfather's narrations still stay with me even here...

[piskiestix]

So, it was your grandfather's words?

[boy_fatality]

N-no... It's just my family has a very formal way of speaking. I'm sorry.

[piskiestix]

That's kind of neat.

[boy_fatality]

Huh?

O-oh. Um. Th-thank you.

[piskiestix]

Shy?

[boy_fatality]

Wh-

What?

No! No, not at all!

[Yes. He is. Terribly shy.]

[piskiestix]

[She can tell and it's adorable.]

So you just, naturally stutter?

[boy_fatality]

Er...

...I'm sorry.

[piskiestix]

Why? It's fine.

[boy_fatality]

Because it's troublesome for others...

[piskiestix]

Then they can suck it.

[boy_fatality]

Wh-what?

No!

[piskiestix]

... why not?

[boy_fatality]

I couldn't s-say that to someone!