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"Alright, great!" Hehe, this was going to be great— Nothing like a good joke, even if it was on a random girl on the street! "What did Cinderella say when her photos didn’t show up?" And queue a pause, one highly unneeded, but more or less used for ‘dramatic effect’.

✧   Yosano let out a nasty snort, her hand immediately shooting up to cover her mouth. It was truly a terrible pun, but she was so weak to these jokes. Her soft giggle quickly turned into hearty laughter, and she quickly had to compose herself once again. 

{ ✕ } ;;          Eh. Mediocre was better than nothing. Hands her some gauze and a knife. " Here. Start by wrapping up my wounds, will ya? I kinda don’t wanna die. " 

✧   The girl’s hands clumsily began rolling out the gauze; it was very evident that she was extremely nervous. Suzume’s heart beat extremely fast, the adrenaline rushing through every cell. The girl wasn’t very fond of blood, there was something about the colour loss which made death all too real for her. Despite her fear, she could not let a man suffer right before her eyes. 

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