With the sun setting in the horizon, O-Ren sprinted up over one of the hills that overlooked the long grasses. While she wasn't exactly in love with the fuchsia running shoes, she'd been able to find a simple black tank top and pair of shorts. Her hair pulled back into a sweaty ponytail, she hardly looked the quiet, collected girl she'd been for
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"Jesus," he says, picking his foot up again, mere inches from O-Ren's fingers. "Thought you were training."
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All of it hurt, everything in her body, but there was a fear there too. If O-Ren looked up at him, she might not see his face. And that-- that was the one thing she could not do again.
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"O-Ren?"
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Fucking Duo.
O-Ren hadn't even known him, but she'd be ready to kill him again.
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"I'm sorry, kid," he says, putting an arm around her shoulders. He remember what it's like, getting dumped for the first time, and he can't even remember the girl's name. Something tells him O-Ren will be remembering Arya for a very long time. "She didn't say she didn't like you anymore, she could change her mind. She say what made her decide this in the first place?"
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Her eyes are hot with tears.
"I hate this so much."
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