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“..... ~ ♥“

Maybe things could have gone a different way. Maybe not. ...That die has already been cast.”

“...I don’t recall any other instances of making that face...”

“No.”

“...Perhaps. ...I am yet to find out what being ‘human’ really means...” Without another word Cassandra walks away from you. In the direction of the campus library...a path she has walked countless times before.

“I have not yet figured out his password...he will not tell me either....”

".......!?"

"...Sunhat...Ice skate."

Cassandra ponders this question everyday...everyday she doesn't find the answer...or comes any closer to learning the ways of 'Google'.

"I did...but I would rather not repeat it."

"She did a lot. But being as I was it was sometimes hard to keep up with her ~ she was so full of life!"

"They were most likely sleeping...Or Windy did mention something about baking Cakes. You would have to ask them yourself."

"A human mind would not understand. But given our minds, we are able to communicate with one another...to fill in the blanks given the memories of others."