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Kiba was crying. The sight was heart-wrenching. I felt like going over there and patting him on the shoulder, supporting him. I don't know how it's like to lose a parent. It's must be awful, though. I hear it's manageable, though. Still...
I don't go over to him. Kiba's a big boy. He could handle himself. I was going to tell him that it was fine if he left, that he could go, but he's already meditating, and I know absolute silence is something that he needs. I reach over for my book on the desk behind me, and I start reading where I had left off.
This was the part where I believed the main characters were about to get it on! I was so excited. I practically had a spam in my bed as I flipped through the pages quickly.
I look up at Kiba. Still meditating.
"I'm bored just by looking at you."
Why the fuck did I say that? I know why. It was because it wasnt me. My playful side was making conversation again.
"Do something fun!"
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