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L tribute Saturday, 5:30 A.M. Light woke, but he didnt open his eyes. It had been like this for three years now. He lay still, listening to Misas quiet breathing beside him. He liked this part of the day, the part where he could just lie in bed and let his mind wander, but e could never let it go too far, just in case. He opened his eyes, he had to. He had begun to think of it. The thoughtful voice, the soft hair, lush hair, the black, round eyes.
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No. he told himself quietly. He turned his head towards Misa, but couldnt bear to look at her for long. She had been complaining recently about how cold he was being to her.
I need a walk.
Light moved about the apartment as quietly as he could, trying his hardest not to wake her. He needed to be alone this morning.
He checked the calendar before stepping out. The 25th. Today it would be impossible to put aside.
As he stepped out of th