[His voice is barely a whisper, his entire body shaking slightly as memories come flooding in. Memories of home, of working, of Saki-senpai and the case, of Nanako-chan and the darkest months of all their lives. How could he forget. How could he ever forget, or take them so lightly, or for a moment hesitate about going home.
Anger turns to sorrow in a second as he fights the tears welling up in his eyes, the song coming out raggedly]
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Date: 2011-08-18 11:49 am (UTC)[His voice is barely a whisper, his entire body shaking slightly as memories come flooding in. Memories of home, of working, of Saki-senpai and the case, of Nanako-chan and the darkest months of all their lives. How could he forget. How could he ever forget, or take them so lightly, or for a moment hesitate about going home.
Anger turns to sorrow in a second as he fights the tears welling up in his eyes, the song coming out raggedly]
E-every day's great... at... y-your Junes...