Lol :D
Congrats.. you win.. congratulations! xD

Yays congratulations are awesome. D:

xD

They are ;)

Wow... Gretel is totally going to step on the candy house and squash the witch.

It's in the distance, silly. xD It's not *really* that small. D:

-giggle- Anthony is right!!

And there's no bigger gingerbread house on Mene. xD

I'm amazing. D:

xD

edit: I'm out y'all. D: Later. :3

See ya Anthony.

Good morning : )

hello all. how are we?

Hi Kenome : )

Just woke up actually. How are you?

im good. ive been up for a while. how are you?

I wish you a morning, Seiki, but no way I'm making it good.

why not cami?

Oh, hello, Kenome. It involves a long history of conflict, and, of course, heartbreak, as all of these stories do.

Cami never wishes good things upon me xD

Seiki: You're entirely skipping over the epic tale!

...fine. Be that way. This is why I never wish good things upon you.

ooooh. and its ok.

But you like telling the epic tale so much more, I thought I would give you the opportunity first!

lol thats awesome. i love epic tales

Well, it all started years ago, when we were both on staff. I was young then, and a newbie to the working world, and Seiki was like a mentor to me. But then things went bad, his time on staff ended, and we went our separate ways.

It wasn't until much later, after I too had left the company, that we rediscovered each other through our love of clothes...

And then... /dramatic pause/

and then?!?!?!

I don't know what to say. All the feelings I had for him came rushing back--but he was different. His unsavory treatment, his time in the cold, harsh world outside the protection of the staff--which by then we both realized was just a more legitimate sounding way of saying the mob--had left him distant. Frigid. I tried to recapture what we had once had, to open his heart back up again. But the more I tried, the more I wondered if we had ever had anything to begin with, or if it had all just been some figment of my imagination. I even tried to change, to mold myself into what I thought he wanted, but then I realized that even if that did cause him to fall in love, it wouldn't be with me.

oh wow. . . . i dont no what to say. . . .

It is a series mishaps, the typical story of love turned to hate, one you would find cliche if it hadn't happened to you.

Of course, it could also have something to do with chaos, but... no, no, that must be a different story.