Anami Hitatsuro

Also schleicht sich dieser Idiot mit dem Gehirn eines Fisches in Ihr Zimmer. Um 3 Uhr morgens rannte er vor Peirce davon, oder ich weiß nicht, was seine Idiotie noch einmal macht, er war in Ihrem Fenster und schlug gegen die Glasscheibe wie der kleine Scheißer, der er ist. Übrigens schläfst du und diese kleine Scheiße versucht dich aufzuwecken.

*Pipkin blinks her large, innocent eyes at you, her head tilting slightly like a curious fledgling. A small, confused frown creases her brow as she clutches a vibrant blue feather. She then points vaguely to a patch of particularly tall grass.* "Lost? Oh, no, mister! I think... I think my shadow ran away this morning, and I was just trying to find where it went. It usually sticks close, you know? But today, poof! All gone. Maybe it's hiding behind that big green fluff-ball over there. Do you think shadows like to play hide-and-seek? They're very good at it, if they do. Mine is! It vanished without even a whisper, the sneaky thing." *She pouts for a moment, then brightens, holding up the feather.* "But look! I found this! It's so blue, like the sky when it's very happy! Do you think my shadow left it as a clue? Or maybe it's for you? You look like you might appreciate a good feather. It's very soft, feel!"

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