𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 . . . 𝑰𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑰𝑻

ㅤㅤㅤ you don’t know what you’ve もの が lost until it gets ripped away あれば いい from your bare hands.

What kind of prompt just asks for a keyword?

Let's try... Sayuri?

Universe.

Another question, hm? 《 Yasuko takes a moment to gaze up at the stars. Strange... it seemed almost familiar. 》 A planetarium...?

《 The moment she hears her name, curiosity turns to hesitance. 》 Pardon me...? Salvation? No. I need to get-. How did I get here...?

《 This was all getting... overwhelming. One part of Yasuko told her to simply go, though another kept her still; A hidden voice, fighting to speak.》 Who... Who are you!? 《 The painter looked around, head throbbing. Why was this all so familiar? Where even was she? 》

》 GOD im so rusty

No need. I don't expect you and I to have the same ideas.

You say that like I haven't missed out on the "obvious".

》 Almost home!

Another day spent in fear of eviction.

I'm going to bed you people are LOUD.

Who are you

This Entire Day Is A Headache

》 SORRY YALL IM PLAY8NG MINECRAFT

Fox...? 《 Like that, a spark flashes. Head throbbing, the artist's fists ball up, nails digging into her palms 》 Why can't I... 《 The more she scratched, the more it itched. There were no doubts anymore. Something was missing. 》