w7 not-curfew: everyone confess your crushes to ylfa.

[rewriter]

[we are depressed. we are in ikea. we are depressed in ikea.]

Comments

[camena]

At least it's like—we messed up, and it's still not over. So that's promising.

[westedge]

I do feel a little optimistic about the part where we get a redo. But if we fuck up the redo, then...you know. [ sigh. ] So we don't fuck up.

[camena]

The letter mentions not to loop for centuries. Which should be easier if we're keeping our memories across loops...?

[westedge]

I do like the idea of keeping our memories. Makes everything a lot easier. Do we even know anybody who's looped for centuries?

[camena]

Me too. But, uhh, no idea. I don't know how long Setsu had been... Actually, I don't even know how long I have been.

[westedge]

I really don't want to think about you or Setsu being trapped for that long, even though I can absolutely believe it by now.

[camena]

... I think, as like a reward for going through all of this mess, Setsu should get a prize. Like that laaast little bit of data or whatever.

[westedge]

Uh huh. Have you told them about this genius idea of yours?

[camena]

What good would that do?

[westedge]

Uh...no idea, I didn't think that far ahead.

[camena]

... Yeah. [ she thinks sometimes saying things is just kind of a bother because it can't be a promise. ] It's alright, I don't really need their feedback to know it's a good idea. Or that it won't happen.

[westedge]

[ he sort of just snorts. ]

Yeah, okay. If you're sure. Why would I ever disagree with your ideas?

[camena]

Yeah, why would you?

[westedge]

Stop. [ he is just covering her face with a hand to make her stop talking and also so we can abandon this post. ]