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[luna_beserker]

I'm back in The World That Never Was. Alexandria was getting under my skin and I left sooner than expected.

The moon hasn't changed. But then again, it never does. Nothing around here changes. Always stays the same. Hm. It's better than that infernal sun.

I'm contemplating selling my couch. I don't see any further use in it. End of our

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[wontaccept]

You! Whatever your name is...

You are in The World That Never Was, correct?

Tell me! Have you seen or heard of a young woman named Lenne?

I have been searching for her, and that place is one of the few I have yet to check.

[luna_beserker]

*slight glare* For starters, I don't like talking to people so demanding. And second, I already stated my location in my post.

Third. I heard Lenne was dead.

[wontaccept]

I...

You mean...

No...

NO!
LIAR!
YOU'RE LYING!

Lenne...My Lenne...She can't be...dead...

[luna_beserker]

You came onto my journal and asked. I gave what I've heard.

Why would you care about some singer dying?

[luna_beserker]

I don't adapt to the regular, mediocre world like you do.

I was going to throw it away anyway.

It'll just take up space.

Perhaps.

You're a valuable partner. Or at least you were. Its your choice, really.

((EMO. WAH...))

[luna_beserker]

It was easier to leave it on the couch.

Would you want it? I know you like leather.

You know I highly disagree with your attitude towards hearts and humans. That's what's preventing me from reconsidering.