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one -- Zero and I exchanged a few words for the first time since our last unfortunate encounter. it's been a month, hasn't it? nothing extraordinary happened, which is just the way I like it.

two -- the easiest way to forget, i have discovered, is quite simple. i spent most of yesterday afternoon re-reading all 27 volumes of Basara, one of my high school favorites. Shuri, why must such a fine specimen of male be confined in paper and ink? all the men milling about here with their cheap beer and khaki shorts pale in comparison to you, the Red King. men suck. i shall never get married -- i will instead adopt a red Shiba Inu puppy and name him Shuri.

I'm sooooo much better than those stinky male humans!

three -- O Badass One, forgive me but i can't stop listening to BYG's voice. he looks just as estrogen-pumped as the rest of them, but i confess that his husky voice eerily resembles yours. hurry up and produce a rap-singing rock-infused collaboration song in the vein of "Airplanes" (B.o.B./Haley Williams), "Love the Way You Lie" (Eminem/Rihanna), "Going Crazy" (Song Ji Eun/BYG) so i can put your rapping voice on replay without interruption.