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She hears it, the strange song floating on the autumn breeze. "Mmf.." she turns over and tries to stay asleep. But it is persistent.
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"Ugh..." Hotaru shifts over in bed again. She takes the pillow and puts it over her ears. But, in her mind it's still singing. Frustrated, Hotaru pulls her blankets up over her head.
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He told her he was the wrong kinda guy for that shit.
"I got no frickin' idea. How come you're here?"
All casual, he splays out on a chair next to the skinny little chick. Maybe she got a answer and ain't sayin'.
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It seems like a good idea not to seem startled, though, so she hurriedly reaches for her cup and takes a sip as if her starting up was totally on purpose.
"Um." She places the teacup down.
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He figures you ask a question, you ain't got no right to bitch and moan if someone answers. Even if they answer with their own damn question.
"You got a name, sister? Mine's Mugen. Just plain Mugen." Yeah, he looks her up and down, but it ain't personal or nothin'. Shit, she's just a little kid. Littler'n Fuu, even.
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And she slides her cup over to him. "Have some tea." It's an offer that's a little more 'order' than 'offer.'
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He then tilted his head with concern, "You ok?"
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"I was just... not trying to be here, exactly."
She rubs an eye.
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Hotaru looks thoughtful, and adds, with a touch of curiousity, "Tell me, do you hear singing at all? Now?"
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