April 12, 2010.
Unconscious
"How was your night?"
"Uneventful."
A strange woman runs toward me, eyes desperate. Stephanie, she yells. Stephanie. I'm not Stephanie, you know? I'm Valkyrie. Who is she? Rolling my eyes, I turn away. She chases after me. Who are you, and who is Stephanie? I've never heard of her. I've never met you. She stares at me. I'm Melissa Edgley, she says. Who's that?
One tear, shed unconsciously.
A/N: Just change 'Stephanie' to 'Valkyrie' and 'Valkyrie' to 'Darquesse', and the tone of the piece changes completely.
Or something.
Sunshine and laughter and dead butterflies~
Sweethearted.