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May Sfondi shared a photo.
9/5 near Recolle Asian Community Center
HEY SO A FEW THINGS
1. i will give my left kidney to the first person who buys me some goddamn ice cream i dont even care if its that cheap oak farms shit
2. whats ur favorite month of the year
3. ne1 know a quick way to make like 100k?
4. has ne1 ever seen a girl with wings around here? like anyone regained something like that? like angel wings or some shit idunno
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what the fuck
are you serious
WHO DID IT
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I'm so sorry
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bus is here now
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front door's open
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ACTION bc I'm lazy
a rare sound echoes from inside the living room — Yin's metal fingers picking tuneless notes on an old acoustic guitar. ]
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She wrapped an arm around her friend's shoulder and leaned in, careful not to bump the neck of the guitar as she did so. It was on Yin's good shoulder... and she could feel the tears.-
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heck, for Yin, it's worse now for her since her dad's contract was extended and her sis is gone fulfilling her ambitions. which was good! it was good; for her sister. Yin couldn't help but feel lonely about the whole thing, but that didn't mean she couldn't make for a good shoulder to cry on.
she'll just... stop picking at the attempts at figuring out the chords to "Wonderwall" long enough to bring her fleshy arm around May's side and pat her back soothingly. ] It's alright, May. Let it go. It's just you, me, and the dog, and Zwei's not gonna tell anyone.
[ unless he magically developed the ability to talk. which, honestly, would not be the weirdest thing to happen in the past few months. ]
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She'd worked so hard, for so long, to have her ideal life. And it was all gone. And the odds of her ever getting it back...-
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to see all that taken away from one of her dearest friends. well. it made her just about the angriest she's ever been. ]
Someone's gonna pay for this. Count on it.
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It never seems to stop. Working to get this far, working to get it back, working to stop the people messing with me...
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They're messing with all of us, May. And you know what? They're messing with the wrong people. I mean — look at us. [ she raised her right hand and clenched it into a fist with such ferocity that, if it wasn't against its design, Yin probably would have bent the plate of her palm with the force. ] I've got a five-finger cyborg death first, and you can probably throw a forklift battery like it was a cinder block.
I'm thinking... [ and thinking is not her strong suit, so hold on a minute. ] I'm thinking that they're taking stuff away to pay for the rest. Does that make any sense?
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Then just... chill out here with me and Zwei for a while. No one else is around and we'll figure out some way to get you back on your feet. For good this time.
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[ she is absolutely cruisin' for a bruisin' with that comment, but hey, it's just like her to try and defuse a tense situation with humor. no matter how inappropriate it may seem at the time. ]
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Smart ass.
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Now c'mon. Let's dry those eyes and get to what you really came over here for. Ice cream and — whatever a non-nerd word for "sleepover" would be. [ ignore the fact that there's an unsealed rulebook for Bunkers & Badasses sitting on the end table, which pretty much solidifies Yin's not-so-secret nerd cred. ]
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Johnny pegged you for one when we first met. He said nerds made better friends.
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In case I'm not obvious enough, I'm serious about you staying here a while 'til shit settles down. [ if it does. ]
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[ because some nights Yin would rather get yelled at for being out late or not coming home at all than busted for getting piss-ass drunk and having fresh cuts on her face. ]
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[ her stories being of the sort normal people probably can't sleep after. ]
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