Or maybe everyone here just has a bunch of weird memory shit going on. Who has a working memory and is that happy?
(bitch, his memory barely works and look at him?
but alas, manjiro does what he wants, and right now, what he does wish to do is to sit on the bar, legs dangling a little as he sets his elbows against his thighs, hands holding his chin as he watches.
it's mostly because he can see what he's doing better from a higher angle, there's no denying that a little light of life flashed through his eyes with curiosity about what claude might be making him.)
I didn't care to ask. That's not happening to me though, so perhaps I've just lived the one?
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(bitch, his memory barely works and look at him?
but alas, manjiro does what he wants, and right now, what he does wish to do is to sit on the bar, legs dangling a little as he sets his elbows against his thighs, hands holding his chin as he watches.
it's mostly because he can see what he's doing better from a higher angle, there's no denying that a little light of life flashed through his eyes with curiosity about what claude might be making him.)
I didn't care to ask. That's not happening to me though, so perhaps I've just lived the one?