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[And now we direct our attention to Stahn, who's now running around outside. To where? Who knows.

He's quite wet. After all, it's been raining for quite a while.]

Man, it seems like it's been raining for days here! I mean, I'd take all this rain over that blood and darkness any day, but still...! I hope it lets up soon.

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If it were a "beautiful day", it wouldn't be raining at all.

It doesn't necessarily have to be sunny and bright out for it to be beautiful.

Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't consider "beautiful", you bumpkin. Keep running around out there and you'll fall ill.

...Are you worried about me, Leon?

[dk,slkaf;k] Why would I worry about an ignorant fool like you?! I don't need you coming back with some sort of illness and passing it throughout this house!

Oh...

Well, you don't need to worry about me! I've got a strong immune system!

I just said I wasn't worried, you deaf mongrel. But fine, it doesn't matter. They say idiots never catch colds anyway.

Well, I'll be home, soon, anyway! I just went out for a bite to eat.

...Man, this'd be a lot quicker if we had a bridge by our house.

We have plenty of food in the house. Surely cooking isn't that difficult a concept to comprehend, even for someone like you.

...I felt like pizza today.

........

Well, I'll be home soon! And I got something for you, too!

... why? I don't need anything.

Well, can't someone just get a friend a gift for no reason?

There's normally a reason attached.

Where I come from, you get a friend a gift because you care!

... of course.

Well, I'll be right there!

[And the sound of heavy breathing, and a lot of sloshing is heard!]

Whatever.

[He's just chillaxin' in the living room, waiting for ~~his bff~~ this idiot to show.]

[And eventually, Stahn indeed arrives at the house. There is the sound of fiddling with the doorknob now. RUN WHILE YOU CAN, LEON.]

[Lord, he wants to just run up to his room and lock the door, but that just means a soaking wet Stahn will tromp over to it and track god knows what all over the place. So screw it, he'll just deal. This time.]

[Click. Creeeeaaaaaak. The door slowly opens...]

[T-twitch. Urge to leave, rising ever so quickly ...]

[And now Stahn walks through the door, quite wet. Good thing there's a mat in front of the doorway, where his water drips onto quite safely instead of ruining their nice wooden floor.]

[Damn right he better drip on that mat :| Leon just stares at him, wondering exactly how long this buffoon was outside.]

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