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Kyon walked absent-mindedly to the nearby train station where he and the SOS Brigade had shared many memories - most notably, reliving the same two weeks of summer vacation almost 16,000 times. He had grown bored of sitting in his house, lounging around on the couch and watching TV shows he didn’t care for in the slightest. Seeing as it was a nice enough day outside, with poofy clouds intermittently littering the light blue sky, Kyon decided to take a walk and ended up here. As he turned a corner, he noticed a girl roughly his age, floral white hair fluttering slightly in the breeze, leaning against a wall and humming an unfamiliar song in dulcet tones. Intrigued, and with nothing better to do, he politely tapped the girl on the shoulder and inquired, “Excuse me, but that song your humming…it’s incredibly pretty. What’s it called?”

assumedangel asked:


“I met another unusual person today. Well, I shouldn’t be so rash. I only say that because rarely have I met someone with such a striking and unique hair color. I’m pretty sure it was natural too, which leads me to wonder how anyone’s genetics can combine to form such a color - ghostly white, or ivory if you prefer. Although she seemed rather stoic, I could tell she was nice enough. Something seemed odd about her though, as if she’d already been - for lack of a less clichéd term - to hell and back. Maybe I’ve spent too much time around the Brigade though…”