DROP POST.

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[At Aeris's flowerbed there is a small pool of clear water forming, it's about as wide as your forearm. And Aeris? Nowhere to be seen.]

( OPEN... UNTIL I FORGET ABOUT IT which means feel free to prod me. I GUESS I AM DOING THIS ADVENT CHILDREN STYLE. Anyone who wants to say bye is welcome to stop by!)

Comments

[get_sometail]

... !?

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Hi, Zidane.

[is on the other side of the flowerbed from you, looking like she stepped out from behind a door which isn't there.]

[get_sometail]

(!! How did she ... ?!)

H-heya, Aeris. What's up?

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I wanted to make sure I said thank you to everyone.

[get_sometail]

Thank you? For what?

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For all of its troubles, Camp has been a really special place to be.

[get_sometail]

. . .

(No, this can't be!)

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Thank you, Zidane. You've been a great friend.

[get_sometail]

This is starting to sound a lot like good-bye.

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You got me! It is goodbye, for now.

[get_sometail]

But you can't go! Zack just got here!

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[ow my hearrrttt]

I didn't choose the timing.

[get_sometail]

I know but--Dammit, this isn't fair! This sucks!

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I'm sorry, Zidane.

[get_sometail]

Don't be.

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. . . I am sorry, but I also want to think of the good times, because those are more important.