โณย ย @mieczyslawtmย //ย starterย call.
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฑ๐๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐โ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ.ย All she knows is that whatever she did, whenever she did it, it was enough that even when she had almost been killed her parents didnโt want her back. A lack of a memory and far slower speech than before, the girl is far different to how everyone here remembers. She has pretty bad memory for things before Oak Ridge and nothing of within it; nothing, except for the memory of actually being shot. Doesnโt remember who did it, but can still hear the bullet and still remembers being conscious as they rushed her to hospital. When he sits opposite her she slowly looks up, small smile growing on her face.ย โ Hey. โ Feels awkward, but not nearly as awkward as the next part. โ What... uh.. Whatโs your name? โ
