[For the first time in a long time, Miyume feels like she might be able to cry. Genuine tears begin to form and trickle down her cheeks. She snaps her phone closed and puts it down on her nightstand. She can't deal with her mother tonight. Miyume just curls up on the bed, hugging her pillow, and stares at the wall.]
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Re: Call: Sunday April 23rd
Date: 2013-09-17 09:19 am (UTC)