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*If you're walking along the right corridor, you'll see a Komui clutching a paper stained by more than one person's tears. It's not really the right corridor of course, because in his opinion, the right corridor would be the one where his Bak is rooming with his former soon-to-be mother-in-law. With his daughter.
He didn't know which was worse, the fact that Bak had left, after all they'd been through, after they'd decided they were inseperable... or the fact that Bak had come back during the night to exchange the notice of his absence for their baby.
Lost, that's what he is. In so many ways he can't count them, let alone figure out what to call them all.*
(ooc: My Komuis seem to have an emo theme going on. Help him out?)
He didn't know which was worse, the fact that Bak had left, after all they'd been through, after they'd decided they were inseperable... or the fact that Bak had come back during the night to exchange the notice of his absence for their baby.
Lost, that's what he is. In so many ways he can't count them, let alone figure out what to call them all.*
(ooc: My Komuis seem to have an emo theme going on. Help him out?)