[The sigh he exhales is so exhausted, so annoyed, that it almost burns in his throat.]
Even if you do, it's already too late. She made her movements. She even pulled out a monster from who knows where. Maybe your Library. Sweeping up the pieces won't make the vase unbreak itself.
[He shakes his head. It's not fair. It's never fair. That wonderful Christmas, destroyed in an instant. He steps after her, reaching out to grab her wrist.]
What the hell were you even trying to accomplish with that thing? That Library?
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[The sigh he exhales is so exhausted, so annoyed, that it almost burns in his throat.]
Even if you do, it's already too late. She made her movements. She even pulled out a monster from who knows where. Maybe your Library. Sweeping up the pieces won't make the vase unbreak itself.
[He shakes his head. It's not fair. It's never fair. That wonderful Christmas, destroyed in an instant. He steps after her, reaching out to grab her wrist.]
What the hell were you even trying to accomplish with that thing? That Library?