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fandomhighdorms2011-05-12 11:19 pm
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The Roof, Thursday Evening
Triela had given him a gift. Not what he received at the ceremony, but the feeling of family, at least for a little bit.
He stood on the roof, alone with his thoughts. He had done his crying earlier, and now he felt...empty.
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He stood on the roof, alone with his thoughts. He had done his crying earlier, and now he felt...empty.
[Establishy, but open]