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Sayaka nods slowly to indicate that she's paying attention to said monologue and that 'yes, it is totally unfair absolutely I agree with everything you're saying.'
It seemed like a good idea not to interject into her tale of woe, so her eyes instead quietly scan the room.
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[Mikan liked this suggestion.
Mikan is currently developing her parents as imaginary friends to kill them again.]
"I hated the stage lights.
When they shine directly on you, it burns. It feels like you're melting."
"Mother's body fell apart as she got older.
Her skin hung off her like a sack. She always used to say, 'enjoy your youth while you can.'
I wonder what it's like to be so hopelessly selfish."
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"Do I LOOK LIKE ONE??"
The girl screams, jutting a finger at her reddening face.
"Do I LOOK like a little girl!? Do I!? Do I LOOK LIKE THAT!?"
Her arm swings out with violent force, a shaky finger pointing to a picture of a little pinkette hanging on a dilapidated wall.
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"Did you know that boys brains are filled with boogers?? If they don't pick their noses constantly then they can't think straight!"
"I remember when I won my first acting trophy! I threw it out the window and watched it fall into a dumpster. I remember wishing that was me."
"Or that there's a fungus that attaches itself to ants and makes them crawl up tall blades of grass until the fungus bursts out of their heads?"