And I swear that I don't have a gun
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He took her hand and tugged it, and she willingly followed. She eased herself to his side, making sure not to jostle him too much. I need some therapy right away, don’t go. She laughed softly, an almost bitter note coming into her vocals. Hun, we all need some therapy. Even after we're sane again, we still need it.

She knew how true that was. She was sane now, and still everyone insisted on trying to make her better. She'd be better if they'd just stop trying to protect her children from her. Oh well. She left her hand in his. It was a nice feeling, to sit with someone and not feel pressured or like they are out to hurt her.

Talk to me, Haku...tell me whats bothering you. How did you get hurt?


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