Sep 09, 2008 13:17
It's my birthday today.
I'm sixteen.
What a lame memory to gain back.
Tch, at least I don't have to put up with guessing at my age anymore. What a pain.
Tenth, baseball moron; I moved us into room 405 in the new apartments. You can unpack your own junk, Takeshi, I'm not doing it for you.
[Final one percent of memory used out of ten percent total on personal/preferential memories; birthday (&birthday traditions), food preferences, old hiding spots. Stuff from the 2 background chapters.
Also, Yamamoto; he didn't mention to you that he, yourself, and Tsuna were moving; Yamamoto would have found a Post-It note with the address on his door, and all of his stuff missing one day. 8Db]