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Who: Young!Sara, Ritsu, Partners
What: Sara's past isn't something she wanted to wake up to. But she did.
When: April 29th. Morning
Where: Neon city; Hyperion

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[25tontrap]

This... was going to be interesting, if what Haku was going through with Greg and the others was any indication. And some of the things Ritsu had heard on the D-Comm already... screams of terror from pasts no child should ever have to go through.

But some of them did. And to his surprise it made his heart ache in sympathy, especially knowing that his closest friends was in the same space.

But he took a deep breath and knocked on the door, trying to not look like he was mentally freaking out. What the hell was he supposed to do, anyway? Sara wouldn't even remember who he is...

[cannonwithagun]

Hearing the knock, Gaomon jumped up and ran for the door, unlocking it and opening the door to see Ritsu. Hearing a sound, he turned back to look at the closet, catching it closing again, as if Sara had been looking out of it. Turning back, Gaomon looked up at the UTAU.

"Thanks for coming...I don't really know what to do, she thinks I'm creepy." He moved out of the way and pointed to the closet. "In there."

[25tontrap]

"I can't imagine she'll think much better of a guy in a dress at this age..." Ritsu muttered under his breath, hopefully not loud enough for Sara to hear in the closet.

It wasn't going to stop him from trying, though.

Moving in to the apartment, Ritsu went up to the closet and knocked gently.

"Sara-chan... you can come out. No one here is going to hurt you."

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"You never know." He said, remembering something Sara had said about where she grew up, and who she had known. He just couldn't remember if this was before, or after she was taken from her home. "She might like you."

After closing the door, Gaomon went and hid where Sara wouldn't be able to see him from the closet, but close enough that he could hear what they were saying. He didn't want her to freak out again.

"Who're you?" Sara asked through the door, hearing the strange voice. It probably belonged to the person who had been at the door, but she was smart enough to just not open the door to someone she didn't know.