It's a pleasure to meet you
❝Whatever problems they had, they’re just a big old stain on the pavement now. Everyone’s the same, no exceptions. All of them, equal before God.❞
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I get terribly unhappy when I see this.
This is what you see if you scan the Northeast part of Asia. You’ll see the bright and twinkling lights of Japan, China, South Korea and other neighbouring countries. Although, something’s odd. You see only darkness in North Korea.
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“Not as much as I should.” He replied while glancing back over his shoulder. The two continued their walk through the city almost too leisurely, seeing as she had been blindfolded throughout the entire way. He guided her by the grip he had on her small wrist, not altering his pace at all to match…
She suddenly had been released from what seemed to be an endless sky of black and into reality. Before her eyes was a very clean and spacious home. The petite girl stayed silent as she examined the room she was currently standing in. “I expected no less from you, Izaya-san,” she spoke without a trace of emotion in her voice. She continued to let her eyes wander around the room, paying close attention to every detail and every corner. “Such a lovely home you have here.”
The two were still by the door, both not moving an inch. The female finally snapped out of inspecting the room and stood there awkwardly. She was unsure if she should wait for the informant to move or if she should move first. The last thing she wanted to be was impolite. “…Should I,” the girl began, the tone of her voice soft and confused, “um, would you prefer me to remove my shoes?”
