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[liricamente]

I don't like Christmas.

The Shinrabanshou is gone.

[Yoite, as he was saying this, was yet again curled up in the floor - he was, at least, in a seated position, though. This changes about five seconds after he speaks the second sentence; he just sort of. Tips over. Onto his side. Still curled up.

Flop.]

Comments

[madcuriosity]

Yoite? Yoite get up that can't be at all good for you on the floor like that and sick as you are.

[liricamente]

I don't mind the floor, Alice.

[LAYS THERE]

[madcuriosity]

You're going to get sicker like that Yoite.

[liricamente]

Lying on carpet doesn't make a person sick.

[madcuriosity]

You're already sick. It's just going to make you sicker.

[liricamente]

I'm going to get sicker anyway.

[madcuriosity]

Don't speed up the process Yoite.

[liricamente]

[rolls a bit]

[miserably]

[madcuriosity]

... [Sighs.]

Yoite, whatever is wrong?

[liricamente]

My goals are unattainable.

[madcuriosity]

Is it because Mr. Miharu left?

[liricamente]

That person?

Yeah.

[MISERY AND PAIN.]

[madcuriosity]

That person?

[She knows how close the two of them were.]

Yoite are you with Mr. Yuk-a-me?

[liricamente]

I'm at his house.

[madcuriosity]

Good. You shouldn't be alone.

[liricamente]

It doesn't matter.