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short drabbles that pop into my head: the entry.
It's a brief moment of friendship, of camaraderie, of remembering who they were before, in an endless current of blood and violence. It's drunken giggles and happy teasing and a night of being themselves. It makes her feel warm and it reminds her that there was a Chie Satonaka before this place. She doesn't have to lose herself, not completely, and she's happy.
But it's all gone in a single strike--a stab in the back. A betrayal when she's shown mercy and held herself to her own standards.
It's a loss of innocence and trust that can never be regained.
But it's all gone in a single strike--a stab in the back. A betrayal when she's shown mercy and held herself to her own standards.
It's a loss of innocence and trust that can never be regained.