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Adikia (colormewrong) wrote in utr_logs,

"That's so weird." She moved around the room, spotting a desk, she opened the top drawer in curiosity, and spotting a box of markers, she stole them and moved to flop down on a couch.

"So, what am I like? Older me?" Opening up the markers, she started to draw on her hand.

This was the scene that Momos walked in on. The elevator doors opened and he came into the living room and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Five months?" His voice might have cracked a little, but he would never admit it.

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