I'm actually a little proud of this one. Then again, I'm a little proud of all these chapters.
"Don't you know Pride's a deadly sin?"
"And it's a sin you should be proud of, damnit!"
/DMFA quote. Amber, we miss you.
There's something freeing about not having to fill the page with waffle. Mmm, waffles. Anyway, here we go!
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Natsumi liked thunder. She enjoyed listening to it rumble across the sky, it sometimes made her feel braver than she was. Occasionally, it roared too loudly, and shivers would run up her spine.
She liked lighting too, how it was so bright, and cut through the heavy storm clouds. Usually, she could watch it for hours, unafraid. She knew there was next to no chance of it hurting her, but sometimes, like the thunder, it had an edge of violence that scared her a touch.
But she liked it best when the storm cleared and Ginji was just Ginji again.
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Love it, hate it, and all that jazz. Also, maybe taking suggestions. My well of inspiration suffered a drought after writing these. I'm neglecting my creative babies!
