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"i don't wanna fall asleep, i don't wanna pass away,"
— death bed, powfu
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"EITHER DEAD OR ALIVE, who's person would you like to meet?" The nun asked, gazing at the indifferent blonde in front of her with a soft gaze
"Marilyn Monroe, I guess," Hinami shrugged, fiddling with her delicate fingers against each other, feet nervously swinging amongst the wind.
The nun perked in interest, "Why Marilyn Monroe?"
"She's hot." Hinami giggled, "Or maybe Paul McCartney, if you're straight that is."
The nun chuckled at this, shaking her head in amusement upon the younger girl's answer, "How about your mother?"
Hinami visibly tensed upon hearing the words of her guardian.
"Wouldn't you like to meet her?"
"No, no," Hinami shook her head, gazing at the oblivion, fingers becoming numb as if the universe were devouring her whole, "I'm not ready yet. Please."
The nun sighed and stared at her co-worker outside the dim room, signifying the youthful teen's decision. The lady outside frowned, talked to a woman, and left.
The older woman tried to soothe the tensed environment and held Hinami's hand, "I understand."
"Everything's going to be alright now."
Hinami nodded, as she saw a boy about the same age as her, gazing at her from the window with a soft grin etched from his plump lips, "For a while."
