[Stupid. How idle, how meaningless. If she felt better, she would've known better than to say that out loud. If she weren't so strung out on fading adrenaline with nothing left behind to replace it, she would've made the comment sound more scripted, more overtly targeted to sound like Seiko or Sakura or someone else speaking.
She doesn't, though. It's just a rose, and it's pretty. She's always liked flowers. It's nice to be reminded that she still has the capacity for liking things, right now.]
Someone else took my place in it. "Detention" — seated at a student desk and forced to pay attention to a grotesque lecture about sexual reproduction while the desk, positioned on a conveyor belt gradually moving backwards, progresses toward a trash compactor audibly crushing everything beneath it in an inescapable rhythm. Anything that remains following pulverization is then disposed of down a garbage chute.
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[Stupid. How idle, how meaningless. If she felt better, she would've known better than to say that out loud. If she weren't so strung out on fading adrenaline with nothing left behind to replace it, she would've made the comment sound more scripted, more overtly targeted to sound like Seiko or Sakura or someone else speaking.
She doesn't, though. It's just a rose, and it's pretty. She's always liked flowers. It's nice to be reminded that she still has the capacity for liking things, right now.]
Someone else took my place in it. "Detention" — seated at a student desk and forced to pay attention to a grotesque lecture about sexual reproduction while the desk, positioned on a conveyor belt gradually moving backwards, progresses toward a trash compactor audibly crushing everything beneath it in an inescapable rhythm. Anything that remains following pulverization is then disposed of down a garbage chute.