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[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

So, uh.

Look, I have no legit excuses. Pretending like you guys and the last two years didn't happen probably goes on the list of "ways I've been a total asshole to everyone around me."

It's actually a pretty long list, if I stop and think about it.

But it's the little things that wouldn't go away: Habits, gestures, expectations, memories. That goddamn catch phrase that for the life of me I can't stop saying, even when I'm consciously aware that I'm saying it. The irresistible urge to set someone on fire when I hear "Disco Inferno."

So I guess this means I'm done denying.

Hi Refugees, I'm back. Got it memorized?

Roxas this is not an excuse to find me and punch me in the face. If you do I will kick your ass with relish.

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[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

I introduced myself to the Organization using it, and I liked the way it sounded, so I kept using it. And... it kind of became a habit.

[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

Haha, nah, probably not. I don't really sound too much like him anymore anyway. I mean, if I wanted to, I can, but it's not exactly the same.

[crystalreport.livejournal.com]

Okay, good.

I don't want the world to blow up just because you met Quinton Flynn.

The day has been saved!

Now, back to coercing Will onto getting on a Gummi Ship...

[crystalreport.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought.

And...just something that's been bugging me ever since I've heard of your existence, but...

If you meet Quinton Flynn, will the world blow up or something? Because my brain was hurting enough as it is from thinking about that situation if it happened...