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May. 18th, 2009 01:33 amIt's the third day of visiting the place they like to call his home and that's three damn days too many. He'd give up all the souls he's eaten to get to go back to what really is his home, the apartment with Maka an' Blair and the city with all of his friends, but thats just not happening.
He feels worse that Crona is stuck here, too, with all the snobby aristocrats, his creepy-ass grandmother, and just one good guy out of the whole lot. At least Wes is trying his best to keep Crona occupied away from the rest of 'em. But Wes also had connections and friends here, something that Soul never got.
Ringing sound of pathetic, eh?
But it's real early morning (enough to require jackets and blankets too), so Soul dragged Crona out of bed with only a little remorse, because that means he can see him alone. Just gotta get in that treehouse and they're all set, yeah?
Still stable after all those years!
He feels worse that Crona is stuck here, too, with all the snobby aristocrats, his creepy-ass grandmother, and just one good guy out of the whole lot. At least Wes is trying his best to keep Crona occupied away from the rest of 'em. But Wes also had connections and friends here, something that Soul never got.
Ringing sound of pathetic, eh?
But it's real early morning (enough to require jackets and blankets too), so Soul dragged Crona out of bed with only a little remorse, because that means he can see him alone. Just gotta get in that treehouse and they're all set, yeah?
Still stable after all those years!
