[text] @ax400 [open]

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( well, we are sure off to a rowdy good time.

kara, meanwhile, is just trying to keep it simple by making this note to the network. )

Hello, my name is Kara.

As the selection of clothing offered can be found wanting for some, I have taken to mending and adjusting some of the clothes that I've found for myself. I thought I might offer this to anyone that might need assistance given the limited selection in some sizes and for some heights.

Since I do not sleep, I have a lot of free time so you are free to message me whenever you might need to make a request.

( because sometimes a girl just needs to sit, stew and rip clothes apart. it's therapeutic. )

Comments

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I guess it's not something I can understand but I get what you're saying. Your identity is precious but also fragile, it's even harder when you don't understand yourself all that well.

( and there is a long pause, one that she spends staring at the screen and weakly rubbing at her face. she promised herself she wouldn't cry anymore. )

You don't have to do this, you know. You don't even know me.

[burstmodes]

yeah something like that

[ it had been a difficult thing to admit once, and it might be again, especially since his friends don't know those truths. they hadn't lived them before they'd died. at least, that's how he feels; otherwise, he's just crazy. ]

maybe not
but i wanna know you
and besides i don't really mind

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( again, there is silence as she stares at the screen and considers the words displayed there. all she can see is someone else getting hurt because of her once again and it... it scares her. it scares her to her core and, in truth, it was at the core of all her worries. she was afraid and she didn't know how to handle it. )

Thank you, Prompto. I'm not that interesting but I want to know you too. I don't really know many humans.