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The guy that carried me through told me his name's Edward. He can't seem wipe the grin off his face, even though it's been about twenty minutes since he did it. I don't know what he thinks is so funny.
He did tell me that no one has ever been dismembered by going through one of the portals, but if I still had my doubts, he'd carry me through again. Cue vehement head shaking.
I also realized after the fact that I was wearing a dress and he or Esme could've gotten a glimpse of the goods. I'm sure Edward would have found that hysterical as well so I didn't ask if he did.
He always seems so happy. I don't really understand why. We're all here because we're dead; what's so happy about that?
AN:
I was working on my homework until my roommate opened the window six inches. It's 15 degrees and feels like 1. I had to evacuate to my bed. There are 24 calculus problems calling my name from my desk. They're due at 8 am tomorrow. I'm procrastinating at this point.
I'm still working on 25 and 26, but they'll be up tonight still.
-Cannibal