a twisted sitcom sort of life [eli/saku]

[WARREN, ELI]

[atrb=width,455,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Hlcpz.png);][STYLE=float: left; border: 4px solid #dfdfdf; width: 100px; height: 100px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px;] WORD COUNT: 364 TAGGED: ELI, SAKURA NOTES: I CAN'T PICTURE ELI LIVING IN A MANSION LOLNOPE LYRICS: GHOST OF ME, DAUGHTRY[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]DON'T LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER, 'CAUSE[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]THAT'S JUST THE GHOST OF ME YOU'RE SEEING[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;] IN YOUR DREAMS [/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;]'It was good to be home.' That was the term that most people used. Eli, however, saw very little truth in it to bother trying to believe it. A home didn't mean much to him; he'd barely had one to call home growing up, and the only reason he had one now was because it was something to spend his prize money on. Besides, his slave needed someplace to sleep, right? He'd at least made an effort not to buy anything extravagant, but still the place seemed a bit large for him -- though he would have been perfectly content with something the size of a hotel room. The spacious ceilings, wide hallways, and numerous rooms did very little for him. What he let define it was the simple yet comfortable furniture, the less-than-tidy floors, and the closed doors hiding empty rooms behind. He only really occupied the necessities. Any other space was Sakura's, should she want it. He didn't care. The house seemed quiet as the man entered, and he let it shut with a loud thud behind him if only to give the place a little more personality. He barely bothered to pause as he kicked off his shoes as he headed straight to the kitchen. Eli reached into the fridge and grabbed a beer. It was, what, seven or eight at night? Good enough of a time to down some alcohol. There wasn't anything else to do that evening, anyway. Was Sakura around? He wondered vaguely as he popped the top off. She'd better be. But he didn't bother to call for her. She certainly would have heard him by now, and she usually wasn't far behind him. He'd only been gone for an hour or two, wandering around and checking out the lower banks scene. Checking out the competition, or whatever. She'd stayed behind, and she knew better than to disobey. Given how much space he bothered to take up in his mansion of a house, the girl more or less had an entire floor to herself to lope around in. She'd likely show herself sooner rather than later.[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style]

[Kimimori, Sakura]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,bTable][atrb=style, background-color: #3E3E3E; border-radius: 8px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-top-left-radius: 45px;][STYLE=float: left; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -1px; margin-bottom: -1px; width: 120px; padding: 8px; line-height: 13px; background-color: #292828; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-top-left-radius: 45px;][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; line-height: 30px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #4E4E4E; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;]NO ONE HOLDS[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 3px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border: 10px double #414141; border-radius: 10px;][STYLE=height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 5px solid #373737; border-radius: 0px; opacity: 0.8;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #4E4E4E; line-height: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: 2px; font-weight: bold;]I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'RE AFTER, AS LONG AS I'M THE ONE, OH. I DON'T CARE WHY YOU'RE LEAVING. YOU'LL MISS ME WHEN YOU'RE GONE. I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING OR WHEN YOU'RE COMING HOME. I LEFT THE KEY UNDER THE MAT TO OUR FRONT DOOR, FOR ONE MORE CHANCE TO HOLD YOU CLOSE. I DON'T KNOW[/style][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 308px; text-indent: 4px; text-align: left; font-family: times new roman; line-height: 30px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #252525; text-transform: lowercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 7px; margin-bottom: 2px;]ME DOWN LIKE YOU DO, SWEETHEART[/style][STYLE=float: left; padding: 4px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; width: 132px; text-align: center; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 8px;]n/a WORDS[/style][STYLE=float: right; padding: 4px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; width: 132px; text-align: center; margin-right: 10px; border-radius: 8px;]ELI[/style][cs=2][classy=scrollthing][STYLE=float: right; margin: 8px; width: 284px; padding: 4px; overflow: auto; height: 201px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: #1F1F1F; background-color: #464646; border-radius: 3px;]Sakura had been left home all alone again. He did this those often she should of been used to it by now. Being with Eli for as long as she had though, she began to hate the silence as much as he did. The house was nice, and every once in a while she herself would take up the job of sweeping the floors and tidying up a bit. She had a floor to herself but that didn't help with her need to get out of the silence. He had told her though not to go far. She knew better than to leave completely especially when Eli told her directly. She hated being cooped up in the house though. It drove her insane. She had tried coming up with little things to do while he was gone. Sweeping, moving things around in her room (what few things there was ) and anything else she could set her mind on for a small bit of time. She ached to go outside though. She hadn't shifted in a long time, and it was starting to edge on her. Shifters had to shift every once in a while and her other side nudged at her. She couldn't let it go now though. There was no telling if she'd tear up the house. She would just have to clean it back up. She had to just hold out, which made her more jittery than normal as well. She seemed to twitch with every step she took as her body was unnaturally rigid. Eli needed to get home soon. There was no telling even with him getting home though if he would let her go. Or even come with her. She knew if she didn't do something about it soon though, things were going to get messy fast. The enclosed space of the house and the silence doing nothing to help the thoughts either. Finally a sound of a slamming door entered her senses. The sounds eased her only partially as she knew his presence entered the house. It was all she could do not to rush down the stairs. She needed to be in someone's presence. For once her mind not going directly to him because of the emotions she held for the man. Though they were still there it wasn't enough to push the thought of shifting out of her mind. As she came down and to where he would be she stopped dead in her tracks. What she saw was enough to make her veins go cold. She hated watching him drink ...[/style][/classy][STYLE=float: right; padding: 8px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; text-align: justify; width: 270px; border-radius: 8px; margin-right: 11px;]NOTES: i'm so sorry sakura ! [/style][/style]

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[WARREN, ELI]

[atrb=width,455,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Hlcpz.png);][STYLE=float: left; border: 4px solid #dfdfdf; width: 100px; height: 100px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px;] WORD COUNT: 282 TAGGED: ELI, SAKURA NOTES: I'M SORRY THIS FEELS SO SHORT HFDGFKDG OTL LYRICS: GHOST OF ME, DAUGHTRY[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]DON'T LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER, 'CAUSE[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]THAT'S JUST THE GHOST OF ME YOU'RE SEEING[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;] IN YOUR DREAMS [/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;]Just as he'd suspected, it didn't take long at all for Sakura to appear. He could hear her footsteps before he could see her -- not that he turned to look. Though the sudden silence was curious. He ignored it for a moment, not particularly concerned as he brought the beer bottle up to his lips for the first sip. Sakura had to be getting restless. When was the last time he'd taken her out? They hadn't trained in a while, now that he thought about it. Maybe he'd do her a favor and let her outside in their way-too-damn-big backyard and let her shift for a while. It was just a hassle for him if she ended up impulsively doing it inside and tearing up-- What the hell? Eli's grip tightened and he practically slammed the beer bottle down on the counter top. Yeah, sure, the cap had seemed maybe a little looser than usual. But why the fuck did it taste like grape juice? Things like that didn't just magically happen on her own. He knew Sakura didn't like his drinking, but he hadn't imagined she'd go playing around with his beer. He wasn't about to put up with crap like that. He rounded, bottle forgotten on the counter behind him, and force himself to swallow the mouthful of juice. "Care to explain," He began slowly, dangerously, "Why my beer tastes like grape juice?" His eyes narrowed and he watched her carefully. She wasn't one to rebel, and she knew better than to mess with him. But nobody else entered their home. At least, nobody that he knew of.[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style]

[Kimimori, Sakura]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,bTable][atrb=style, background-color: #3E3E3E; border-radius: 8px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-top-left-radius: 45px;][STYLE=float: left; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -1px; margin-bottom: -1px; width: 120px; padding: 8px; line-height: 13px; background-color: #292828; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-top-left-radius: 45px;][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; line-height: 30px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #4E4E4E; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;]NO ONE HOLDS[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 3px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border: 10px double #414141; border-radius: 10px;][STYLE=height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 5px solid #373737; border-radius: 0px; opacity: 0.8;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #4E4E4E; line-height: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: 2px; font-weight: bold;]I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'RE AFTER, AS LONG AS I'M THE ONE, OH. I DON'T CARE WHY YOU'RE LEAVING. YOU'LL MISS ME WHEN YOU'RE GONE. I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING OR WHEN YOU'RE COMING HOME. I LEFT THE KEY UNDER THE MAT TO OUR FRONT DOOR, FOR ONE MORE CHANCE TO HOLD YOU CLOSE. I DON'T KNOW[/style][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 308px; text-indent: 4px; text-align: left; font-family: times new roman; line-height: 30px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #252525; text-transform: lowercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 7px; margin-bottom: 2px;]ME DOWN LIKE YOU DO, SWEETHEART[/style][STYLE=float: left; padding: 4px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; width: 132px; text-align: center; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 8px;]n/a WORDS[/style][STYLE=float: right; padding: 4px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; width: 132px; text-align: center; margin-right: 10px; border-radius: 8px;]ELI[/style][cs=2][classy=scrollthing][STYLE=float: right; margin: 8px; width: 284px; padding: 4px; overflow: auto; height: 201px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: #1F1F1F; background-color: #464646; border-radius: 3px;]Emotions were always hard to control, she herself had a hard time with them. She was so used to keeping everything to herself it was a rare occasion for her to ever speak her mind unless it was to someone she knew closely and she was pushed into talking about it. Her thoughts didn't really have a lot of lead way in her own mind. Who was she for someone to actually care about anything that she said. That was how she had come to view the world, as sad a conclusion that was. It was how she had lived for this portion of her life. So, when Eli did things that she didn't like it was natural to be silent. She would give hints but never spoke out against him. Not only was this against her own nature but he was the person who owned her. If he ever felt like she wasn't good enough, or if she ever did anything he had the power to do something about it. To replace her with something or someone else, and then she would be passed off to someone else that probably wouldn't care about her either. So, there was no point to argue or fight with people. Why would you fight when they controlled your whole world in the palm of their hand? Her hues finally met his back as he kept it to her and didn't even turn to look at her. That was natural of him, just as he took the first drink of his beer. It would only get worse from here, how many he would take down in a single day. The only thing she could give him was that he was a good alcoholic. He kept himself pretty sane, but she could only put that to the thought he had drank so much to do that. That was when she could feel it. Something was not right and her body went more rigid than it had already been from emotional and physical stress. She could feel the anger seeping off of him like a wave of emotion. What on earth was wrong? The sound of the bottle being slammed back on the counter made her involuntarily flinch backwards. She didn't remember when she had gotten a fear of loud noises, but it was there now. His words, were like daggers pointed to the only other person in the room: her. Her body felt frozen in the glare and words he threw at her. It felt like she was trapped in ice, and it was freezing. Her body shivered with every word that came at her as a blade. Everyone hitting strong and true as her mind frantically tried to process what on earth he was talking about. "I-I don't know what your talking about." she barely got out. She wasn't quite sure how he sounded or if he would believe her or not. The odds weren't exactly in her favor since they were the only ones that lived here. No one else came in the house except... That was when the thought hit her like a ton of bricks, she knew who had changed the beer. A slight pale color came over her features even more than she was already. Kaska had done it. She couldn't give him away though.. so what on earth was she to do.. [/style][/classy][STYLE=float: right; padding: 8px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; text-align: justify; width: 270px; border-radius: 8px; margin-right: 11px;]NOTES: i'm so sorry sakura ! [/style][/style]

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[WARREN, ELI]

[atrb=width,455,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Hlcpz.png);][STYLE=float: left; border: 4px solid #dfdfdf; width: 100px; height: 100px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px;] WORD COUNT: 416 TAGGED: ELI, SAKURA NOTES: <3 LYRICS: GHOST OF ME, DAUGHTRY[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]DON'T LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER, 'CAUSE[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]THAT'S JUST THE GHOST OF ME YOU'RE SEEING[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;] IN YOUR DREAMS [/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;]Eli didn't like being messed with. He'd been poked at and tested since he was a little kid when his aunt booted him from her house. How long could Eli go before he was hungry enough to ask for table scraps? How long would it take for Eli to wear through his blankets? How many days could Eli last before he tried to find a way to shower without being caught? How long would it take for Eli to notice that his beer had been mixed with grape juice? The black-haired man was long past the day that he'd decided he was going to be fooled by nobody. He ran his world by his own standards, and people didn't butt in. Anybody who knew him, knew better than to try. And Sakura understood his principles better than anyone else. Her body language screamed insecurity, fear -- innocence, he dared to take a gander. But that last one was a dangerous instigation, despite the evidence. Beer didn't just happen to taste like grape juice. And, looking back on it, beer caps didn't just happen to be a a little looser all that often. Seemed like a pretty unlikely coincidence. Who else would have done it? Unless someone else had been in his house, there were no other suspects. And if Sakura was indeed innocent, then she would have been aware that someone else was in the house who might have done it. She should know something, either way. Yet she spoke as if she really hadn't a clue. "Is that so?" Eli sidestepped smoothly around the island counter, and placing his hands back against the lip, he leaned against it. "Two people live in this giant-as-fuck house. Me," he pointed at himself, and then flicked his finger toward her, "and you." He hadn't lost his temper -- yet. But he was undoubtedly close to his limit, and he was sure that Sakura wouldn't want to see that. In his own way, he was giving her one last chance. "I don't give a shit how it happened. Either way, you're hiding something." Eli wasn't an idiot. He wasn't bad at reading people at all. The way he saw it, she had two options: tell the truth, whatever it was -- he was confident that he'd be able to tell -- and receive punishment, or continue lying to him and be facing much more dire consequences. The man vaguely wondered which plan of action she would choose to take.[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style]

[Kimimori, Sakura]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,bTable][atrb=style, background-color: #3E3E3E; border-radius: 8px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-top-left-radius: 45px;][STYLE=float: left; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -1px; margin-bottom: -1px; width: 120px; padding: 8px; line-height: 13px; background-color: #292828; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-top-left-radius: 45px;][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; line-height: 30px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #4E4E4E; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;]NO ONE HOLDS[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 3px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border: 10px double #414141; border-radius: 10px;][STYLE=height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 5px solid #373737; border-radius: 0px; opacity: 0.8;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #4E4E4E; line-height: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: 2px; font-weight: bold;]I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'RE AFTER, AS LONG AS I'M THE ONE, OH. I DON'T CARE WHY YOU'RE LEAVING. YOU'LL MISS ME WHEN YOU'RE GONE. I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING OR WHEN YOU'RE COMING HOME. I LEFT THE KEY UNDER THE MAT TO OUR FRONT DOOR, FOR ONE MORE CHANCE TO HOLD YOU CLOSE. I DON'T KNOW[/style][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 308px; text-indent: 4px; text-align: left; font-family: times new roman; line-height: 30px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #252525; text-transform: lowercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: 7px; margin-bottom: 2px;]ME DOWN LIKE YOU DO, SWEETHEART[/style][STYLE=float: left; padding: 4px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; width: 132px; text-align: center; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 8px;]n/a WORDS[/style][STYLE=float: right; padding: 4px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; width: 132px; text-align: center; margin-right: 10px; border-radius: 8px;]ELI[/style][cs=2][classy=scrollthing][STYLE=float: right; margin: 8px; width: 284px; padding: 4px; overflow: auto; height: 201px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: #1F1F1F; background-color: #464646; border-radius: 3px;]Several things went through her mind at that moment. One of them was that she couldn't bare to upset the person that she claimed to care the most about in this world. Yet, here she was in a moment with him that was not a good moment in any fact. She didn't like feeling like she was the only thing standing in between him and a total blow out. That fact made it even worse, along with the other thought knowing she couldn't just tell him the truth. Kaska wouldn't ever be able to see her again. That thought upset her just as much as lying to him. The red-head was a very close friend to her. She cared about him, and in the back of her mind she denied feelings that he was bringing up inside of her. Eli was the more important one here right? It didn't matter that the man she cared about never seemed to care unless he needed something. It didn't matter that, Kaska could make her feel special and like she was actually worth something. She cleared the thoughts from her mind as she was brought back into the real world. She didn't have the luxury to stand there and think of such thoughts. As far as she was concerned the man in front of her was ready to blow. In her own mind she knew the blow would not be good either. She bit her lip and tried to hide it from her. It was something she tended to do when she didn't know what to say. It seemed like the perfect thing to do at that moment too. She didn't know what to say, and he really didn't need to know that. She looked back up as he spoke once again. "Only the two of us are living here." she said softly only repeating what he said. Perhaps it was just another sign to show him she was pulling back. She always cracked under him, for one reason or another. She could tell he was on the edge of his braking point and that only made him a bit more afraid of what he could do if he wanted. "I'm sorry, your question just caught me off guard. I shouldn't of been surprised since I was the one that did it. I don't like when you drink, so I put juice in there to get you to stop for a day perhaps. " she said softly. She couldn't stop the words as she spoke them. She would admit she had thought of doing something like that, but never had. Kaska had beat her to it, and now she would take the hit for it. Even though she would most certainly take punishment for this crime, it was likely the male wouldn't drink until he got new beer. Which, solved one problem she guessed, but it still left her at his mercy. But then again, when ever was she not at his mercy... [/style][/classy][STYLE=float: right; padding: 8px; background-color: #2B2B2B; color: #4E4E4E; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: lucida console; text-align: justify; width: 270px; border-radius: 8px; margin-right: 11px;]NOTES: i'm so sorry sakura ! [/style][/style]

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