[It's a good thing he hadn't poured himself a cup yet, because he just dropped his cup and it made a dull thud on the rug. He knew, he knew that this place could bring even the dead back to life, and yet still, seeing his best friend sitting in his own living room catches him off guard. The lights around the room flicker from his shock.
He's been here for almost two years now, already grieved and accepted his death and now--]
Asougi...!! [He hasn't called out for his friend like that in so very long, never thought he would even be speaking to him again. He could feel his emotions well up inside, but...there was something not quite right. What were those clothes he was wearing? And why the mask? And that cold silence he gave him...] I...how? What's happened to you? [Suddenly the flood of question just kept coming.] ...Why haven't you said anything to me?
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He's been here for almost two years now, already grieved and accepted his death and now--]
Asougi...!! [He hasn't called out for his friend like that in so very long, never thought he would even be speaking to him again. He could feel his emotions well up inside, but...there was something not quite right. What were those clothes he was wearing? And why the mask? And that cold silence he gave him...] I...how? What's happened to you? [Suddenly the flood of question just kept coming.] ...Why haven't you said anything to me?