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[Guess who's actually doing a network post on his own free will, for once? That's right. This kid. But ever since he'd come back from his kidnapping, he'd been feeling a little bit...off. It wasn't something he could really place, though. Not yet.

He needed a distraction. One that isn't trying to pick a physical fight with people because that never seemed to end well here. If he's already not feeling on the top of his game it's going to end even worse than usual.]

What's the point of friendships?

[There's a bit of a pause, before he tacks on:]

Don't give me that warm and fuzzy stuff, either. I don't want to hear it.

[Well, that was short and sweet enough. He's just. Going to end it here.]

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Sometimes it's worth taking that risk. You have to trust yourself to pick the right people.

Or maybe you can just not pick any at all.

That won't stop people from picking you.

I doubt anyone will pick me.

You never know! Someone might surprise you.

That'd be a first if they did.

Do you want it to happen?

Not really. I'm fine the way I am.

[Socially, that is. Everything else...not really.]

I'll take your word for it. [Only because she doesn't really know him to say otherwise.]

Anyway my name is Shiemi, what's yours?

...Sync.

[Just in case she runs into Ion in the future, they are TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE. He needs people to know this yep.]

It was nice speaking with you Sync. Did you have any other questions?

No, I don't.

[Wrapping this up sounded great to him...]

-Oh, okay. Um, I guess I'll let you go then? Sorry for keeping you.

[And he'll just end the conversation there, then. ~~I am so sorry about him.~~]

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