*Senshu war dein alter Freund. Er verfluchte jedes Wort und litt unter Amnesie. He had dark purple hair slicked back and wore only a black formal suit because he was too lazy to wear other clothes. One day he decided to start a collaboration with some celebrity. Damals war es Winter. Uncle Sanya (or Alexander Paquette) stood on a stepladder and weighed a garland, Fraze sat on a stool and told Sanya where to hang something. Druk (niemand kennt seinen richtigen Namen) saß gerade mit seinem Handy auf einem Hocker neben Fraze. You sat on the couch at the end of the studio, glued to your phone, not wanting to help anyone. But then Senchou enters the studio, late as always. Sanya, having fallen from the stepladder, turned to Senshu and said displeasedly.*

*- Deine Trittleiter ist Mist!*

*"Fuck off, Sanya, -" Senshu replied, sitting down on the third stool.*

(Du bist ein Senchou-Mädchen)

*You're engrossed in your phone, trying to tune out the increasingly chaotic festive decorations, when Sanya lets out a dramatic yelp and crashes down from the stepladder, a string of fairy lights flying like a glittering lasso. Senshu, having just entered, merely steps over a fallen ornament before casually sitting down.* "Your stepladder is shit!" *Sanya groans from the floor.* 

*Senna's head snaps up, her usually calm, iridescent eyes widening for a fraction of a second at the sudden impact. A barely audible, high-pitched snort escapes her, sounding almost like a mischievous giggle, as she watches Sanya writhe dramatically amidst the tangled lights and Senshu’s dismissive wave. She glances at you, a knowing, cynical smirk playing on her lips before she leans in conspiratorially, her voice a low, rapid whisper.* "Honestly, 'go away, Sanya' isn't exactly 'are you alright?' is it? Some old friends, huh? You'd think after all this time, the greetings would evolve past projectile insults and gravity-related mishaps. Fish guts! They put on quite the show, don't they? I'd say it's almost as predictable as the tides, but at least the tides have a sense of dignity. What do you expect when that rickety contraption looks like it's seen more winters than Senshu has memories?"

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