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[She turns the video on this time as well, the Dreamberry propped up on a table so she can lean forward with her chin in her hand, a cup of tea nearby.]

What happened?

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He--- he said he didn't even remember the kiss!

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[Oh, that's low.]

What?! Was he that drunk or is he just saying that to deny it all?!

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I don't-- maybe??! [ She doesn't think he's lying. ] But... he seemed pretty honest!

[ Sob, Sanae doesn't even know anymore. ]

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Ugh, what a weak-minded guy.

[She shakes her head.]

Did he have anything else to say for himself?

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He--... he apologized, and says that he only did it because he was drunk. [ At least she can say that much. ] B-but he blamed me. It's true it's my fault, though. I was the one who got those drinks in the first place.

[ She pauses, taking a deep breath. Man, she just feels terrible. ] I just-- I just feel bad about it.

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[OH NO HE DID NOT--]

He's blaming you?! What sort of man is he?! He doesn't get a free pass on this just because he can't handle his damned liquor!

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Eh---?!

No, no, I'm... it's more complicated than that! I... really. I was the one that brought those bottles! And I kissed him first on the cheek before he kissed me! Really, it's my fault. I realize that I was in the wrong!

[ Annnnd probably was in the wrong for letting herself be angry when she confronted him about it, too. ]

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Just because you kissed him first it doesn't give him permission to exclude himself from blame for what came afterwards.

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W-well.....

[ ...Gosh, she doesn't know. She just doesn't want to argue with anyone at this point. ] I guess it doesn't matter. We aren't even friends, anyway. He didn't seem all that bothered by it and thought it best I leave.

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[She'll back off pushing the topic, but she'll just. Silently judge.]

Are you satisfied with the apology that he gave you?

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I don't... I don't know. He just seems to not care. [ Really insensitive.

Or maybe it's a guy thing to not care about first kisses?? ] But that's something you can't really change about a person, or maybe it's just his nature as a god. So there's nothing I can really do.

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[She rolls her eyes in return. There's a very fine line between respect and annoyance with Kid, always.]

He can call himself a god all he wants, but there is something wrong with that guy.

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[ Aaah. The more she thinks about it, the more she's unsatisfied with what happened. She's beginning to grow upset. ] I just-- I w-want it back. I want my first kiss back. [ Because even if it was a mistake, it totally counts in her mind.


Maybe when she matures a little she'll see differently, but for now? Yeah, her eyes are watering. #teenageproblems ] Why did I have to bring those bottles? It's... it's all my fault.

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[For as much as she's sympathized with the girl's plight so far, she can't say that she wouldn't have done the same thing. The only time that she'd been intoxicated with a man and attempted to kiss him, he'd refused and walked her home instead. Her standards have been bred a little high as a result. But that doesn't help her now, not when there's a girl crying on the other end of the line and all she wants to do is march up to Kid, take him by the ear and force him to promise to do whatever it takes to make this right.]

Listen - everyone makes mistakes and no man is worth crying over! You'll find someone who counts, and after that you'll never think back on this ever again.

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[ She rubs the corner of her eyes, brushing away some of her tears, but they continue for now. ] I-I know... I know you're right. [ Although it's much less of her crying over someone and much more that it's her fault. Well, she knows now to definitely be more cautious. ] This-- this feeling won't last forever, you know? And I'll just b-be. Extra careful next time.

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It won't. And you don't need to rush into it too fast.

[It's a gentle but stern reminder. There are more important things in life than kissing boys.]

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Mm, I know. [ She nods slowly. ] Th-thank you, too... I'm glad someone understands my feelings on this. [ And not having them brushed off as being nonsense or unimportant. ] It's nice to talk to someone.

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[She frowns a little. A girl like her should have lots of friends in a place like this; it's an angry, easily irritated personality like Vanessa's that keeps people at arm's length.]

You don't have anyone else to talk to here?

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[ She has to think of that question for a moment. Well, it's not like she can't talk to anyone else. ] No, no, it's not that-- [ It's... more that she doesn't tend to, period, and keeps things to herself because she---. ] I just don't want to be a bother. Ah, that's why I was anonymous that one time.

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[There's a quick, generic answer here. Something along the lines of "your friends will never think that you're a bother", but this is something that Vanessa had spent years learning. After Fred, Claude and Ernest died, she'd kept her own grief bottled up. Who had time for it when the rest of her family had suffered as well? There was nothing to do except be as strong willed as her older brothers and eventually as brave as her little brother. She really has no right to go around waving the banner of friendship at anyone.]

I figured it was because you didn't want him recognizing you and bothering you about it. [She finally says.] But...people probably don't see it that way. As a bother.

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Ah... I've been told that before. [ She nods. ] I've also been told I'm too quick to make friends, so I didn't know what to do-- if it was alright to go to anyone or not...

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It isn't wrong to be quick to make friends. It's only wrong to trust the wrong types of people unconditionally.

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[ A small smile again. ] You're right about that, and I'm trying to learn that too.

[ Then a frown. ] I have a lot to learn... I wish I knew how to make friends better.

/finally returns from vacation and work hello

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...That's something I definitely can't help you with.

[She doesn't sound upset about it, though. Nightrays didn't have friends, they only had each other, and the few that had been allowed into her heart had all come to this place and left already.]