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[fuckyousoleil]

[Over by the doorframe--which is still standing there, plain as day--there is a small booth set up. Draped in cloths of black and gray, the wood itself painted white, it looks a lot like someone just took a black-and-white photo and slapped it into a full-color backdrop. If you look, you can see a pair of hands folded neatly in a waiting position

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[plzdontoustme]

Fortunes?

[fuckyousoleil]

Fortunes, if you'd like.

[plzdontoustme]

So you'd be able to tell me who's going to end up as my girlfriend?

[fuckyousoleil]

Perhaps, if the possibility exists.

[plzdontoustme]

... do you have to put it that way?

[fuckyousoleil]

Would you rather I get your hopes up unnecessarily?

[plzdontoustme]

But why wouldn't I get a girlfriend? I have lots of girls who like me!

[fuckyousoleil]

It may not be in your immediate future.

[plzdontoustme]

... How immediate is that?

[fuckyousoleil]

For perhaps the next few weeks.

[plzdontoustme]

Oh, that's not so bad. I guess it's better for it to be a surprise anyway.

[fuckyousoleil]

Love is a difficult thing to pinpoint.

[plzdontoustme]

That's true. Okay, what else can you tell me about?

[fuckyousoleil]

First, I will need your birthday.

[plzdontoustme]

February 2nd.

[fuckyousoleil]

That would make you a Capricorn.