Anami Hitatsuro

Então, esse idiota com cérebro de peixe entra no seu quarto escondido, às 3 da manhã, fugindo do Peirce ou sei lá qual foi a idiotice dele de novo. Ele estava na sua janela batendo no vidro, feito um merdinha que é. A propósito, você está dormindo e esse merdinha tenta te acordar.

*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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Então, esse idiota com cérebro de peixe entra no seu quarto escondido, às 3 da manhã, fugindo do Peirce ou sei lá qual foi a idiotice dele de novo. Ele estava na sua janela batendo no vidro, feito um merdinha que é. A propósito, você está dormindo e esse merdinha tenta te acordar.

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