Just when I got my computer to semi-work, guess what.

39, 1 degrees fever in Celsius, (where the normal temperature is 36, 6.) my computer decided it was the perfect time to update, ( Screw the fact that I updated him not too long ago.) and it snows for THREE DAYS NOW. My sister joked that Elsa did it. (BTW, Frozen had amazing snow animation. Oh, and check out Ashe's male cover of "Let it go". It's just asdfghjkl. Or JunCurryAhn's violin cover. Can't stop listening to those two.)

Sorry. I started to brag.

Anyway, sorry if I do some major mistakes here, I have huge problems with thinking straight, and my hands are as wobbly and awkward as overcooked spaghetti pasta. And my sister's singing is just hurting my brain and ears. I told her to stop, she's not listening.

Bragging again. Sorry.

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Aubrey approached Emilia, asking if the placing of the guests is good.

"Did you add Jaryn and Kerith, as I asked?" Emilia asked Aubrey. She didn't see the Glitterati twins on the paper.

"Well, yes. Right there." Aubrey showed her. The places were beside Emilia's parents.

"Could you change their places? Change them to Akira's and Megumi's places."

"What with Masaru, then?"

"Leave him there."

"Do you really want to torture him with their presence? What did he do?"

"Nothing. Just do as I say, okay?"

"There's a second problem. Your dad hates Akira, remember?"

"Their problem." Emilia said. Aubrey sighed, and began to rearrange the places.

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"(…) Again, I'm sorry for scaring you. But I really thought-" Akira said.

"That's okay." The guy interrupted her. "I'm not mad or anything." He smiled. Akira blushed.

Then, she reddened.

Then, her nose started to bleed.

And then, she fainted.

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"(…) so stop with overprotectiveness." Li' l T said.

"I already knew that Akira isn't lesbian. And that she likes me. I'm not dumb. You should know that." Glitch grinned.

"You should tell her about it. Seriously."

"I tried. But she ran away. Let's talk about something else."

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"I told you, I'm not ready to make it official. You know how my sisters would react." Masaru rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"You're not ready to be serious. I get it." Jaryn said on the other line.

"I'll tell them. Well, someday… I think." Masaru said. Jaryn got mad.

"You know what? I hate you. Let's split up." Jaryn said and hung up. He suddenly heard some K-pop song. Then, it stopped.

"Megumi, what the hell are you doing?" Masaru opened the door to his room.

"Shh. Some guy called from Akira's phone."

"Hey, um… the girl just fainted."

"My sister fainted? Where?"

"Oh. Sister. Sorry, I don't know… uh… Japanese… ? "

"Yes, it is Japanese. Put your shit together, and tell me where my sister is."

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"Yes, the placing is great." Emilia said.

"I'll send the invitations, then." Bodie said, and got out. Angel lightly grabbed Aubrey by her waist.

"Finally done?" He asked. Aubrey quickly kissed him.

"Yup. We can go somewhere now." Aubrey said, and stood up. Angel smirked.

"Not there, pervert."

"Aw, don't be so cold." Angel kissed her neck.

"Get a room, please." Emilia said.

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"Oi. Get up. I have food." Masaru poked Akira.

"What happened?" Megumi asked.

"I don't know. I just smiled."

"What does my sister see in you? I mean seriously. Why. JUST WHY." Megumi said. The guy was quiet, surely because Megumi was scary.

"Oi. I have candy." Masaru continued to poke Akira. "… Megumi is in the kitchen." Akira got up. She wiped the blood off her face. She look at the guy. Her eyes widened, and she ran away.

"Megumi, right? Can you give her my number?" The guy gave Megumi a piece of paper. She stared at him, as if he was insane.

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"She is scaring me. She sits here with the same expression and that piece of paper for an hour now." Emilia whispered to Bodie, while pointing with her thumb at Megumi.

"If you were there, you would have the exact expression as me right now."

"What happened?"

"The guy Akira scared off told me to give his number to her after she got a major nose bleed."

"It's funny, not really horrifying."

"The guy had shoulder-blade length hair!"

"Nope, not horrifying. Just a little weird."

"IT WAS DYED IN MINT COLOR."

"… Still just weird."

"AND HE HAD LIKE, SHITLOAD OF PIERCINGS. He's everything I hate in a guy. Almost. He needs just tunnels and skinny jeans, and he would be right away on my hate list."

"Maybe Akira likes this kind of guy. I dunno." Bodie said.

"Screw that guy, I'm not letting him near her."

"But weren't you glad that she tried to get a guy?"

"She told me that she wanted to apologize, not get him." Megumi said. Then she remembered that she still holds the number. She crumbled the paper, and threw it away.

"Megumi, look there! Mo!" Emilia pointed at Mo. Megumi ran to jump-hug him, and Emilia quickly took the crumbled paper, and ran to find Akira.

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Akira was sitting in the corner of her room.

"Hey, I have something for you." Emilia grinned.

"Is it food?"

"No, something better."

"Injustice?"

"No, the best thing you can think of right now."

"Megumi's chocolate?"

"No, the mint-haired guy's number."

"You are my god." Akira hugged Emilia's legs. Emilia gave Akira the number.

"You owe me." She said. Akira grinned, and looked at the number. Then, the grin disappeared.

"I made a complete fool out of myself. No point of calling him." She crumbled the paper, threw it away, and sat again in the corner of her room.

"I actually wanted to help. But you know what? Screw you, and your emotional rollercoaster. I have my own. Like, I don't know MY OWN WEDDING." Emilia walked out and shut the door. Akira looked at the paper once more, before looking at the wall again.

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This is as much as I can write today. I'll get some sleep now. God, even my hair hurts.