[There aren't many things he struggles with as badly as he does with the weight of his own feelings. They're cumbersome things, things he'd rather not balance when Ann's feelings are heavy enough a load, but alas.
Alas, he owes the girl he loves a window into his soul that he'd fully anticipated never opening again. Scrubbing at the back of his neck, Akira takes hold of Ann's hand and laces their fingers together, guiding her through the quaint apartment and into his dingy little bedroom.]
Past, present, and future. I've loved you for a while now.
[Akira's bedroom door eases open with a groan. He guides Ann inside, the room cleaned and straightened out where once it had been a dark, dusty mess. The foul weather's robbed them of electricity, and so Akira keeps a bundle of candles glowing on the nightstand beside his bed. He sits her down on that creaky old mattress and settles beside her.]
I thought it would be easier if I didn't. Then you wouldn't have to worry about this island's demands.
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[There aren't many things he struggles with as badly as he does with the weight of his own feelings. They're cumbersome things, things he'd rather not balance when Ann's feelings are heavy enough a load, but alas.
Alas, he owes the girl he loves a window into his soul that he'd fully anticipated never opening again. Scrubbing at the back of his neck, Akira takes hold of Ann's hand and laces their fingers together, guiding her through the quaint apartment and into his dingy little bedroom.]
Past, present, and future. I've loved you for a while now.
[Akira's bedroom door eases open with a groan. He guides Ann inside, the room cleaned and straightened out where once it had been a dark, dusty mess. The foul weather's robbed them of electricity, and so Akira keeps a bundle of candles glowing on the nightstand beside his bed. He sits her down on that creaky old mattress and settles beside her.]
I thought it would be easier if I didn't. Then you wouldn't have to worry about this island's demands.