A/N: Ouch. That last chapter made no sense at all. I ought to cheat at Russian Roulette or step in front of a train or something. So, so, so, so, sorry.
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"You know, I really think I ought to stop hanging out with L," Matt remarked offhandedly to Mello, who was sitting beside him.
Upon hearing his name, L glanced up from what he was currently doing and said, "And why would you do that, Matt?"
Matt replied, "Because my arm is never going to be the same again, you twit!"
"Nonsense, your arm looks so lacerated and punctured in certain places, it perfectly blends in, " responded L as he continued to doodle merrily on Matt's arm.
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Hopefully that was better than the last. I like it when people acknowledge my existence! Review please!