June 2, 2011.
Nervous Laughter
"I'll kill you both!"
Like a bitter heroine from a Shakespeare play, she stares at the corpses, shaking with horror and shock and fear. They are dead, of course, and by her own hand, it's obvious, she's still holding the blade, why the Hell can't she remember this?
One tear, filled with nervous laughter.
A/N: Hahahaha.
Sunshine and laughter and dead butterflies~
Sweethearted.