I guess I did so well Saturday night that I'm getting a sort of mini-promotion in that I'll be bartending more evenings. Was very nice news. Now my head hurts like crazy from weather changes. Ugh.

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80. Memories

As Gin kept more and more to the shadows, he lived in the shadows of his memories more often. He knew it was fruitless, but his mind wandered so often to Rangiku; his thoughts invariably turned to her, to the moments he spent with her. He thought often of his squad and Izuru as well. He wondered how the young man was handling the unruly squad, how the squad treated his absence, no, his betrayal. An absence meant an accepted reason, and usually a return.

Those were the times he had lived, those moments without Aizen. He had followed his own path more closely then than when he followed Aizen's orders. Yamamoto-san was a far easier man to serve than Aizen, and far more fair as well. None of that had occurred to him before he left.

Now he sometimes wondered a stray, terrifying thought. Had he made the right choice?

What unsettled him more was that it did not matter now whether the choice was the wrong one. There was nothing he could do to undo it.

So Gin did not think of it at all, if he could help it.


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