[ the feed cuts on in the middle of Sora's room. he looks satisfied with the scrapbook in hand, pushing off clippings of photos over into a wastebasket next to his bed. ]
Finally finished! For now, anyway. [ he turns the feed onto the pages of his
scrapbook, turning the pages. compared to when Axel had it, it's more well-rounded with pictures and
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