Will you look down on me like everyone else? If you do I won't mind~BXB~PAFP

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    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    The man was engaged in thought for a moment, and was lost in memories of his childhood. "Sukiyaki. When I was younger, my cousin would come over with her parents and we would have a huge family dinner together. To this day, I can remember the taste of my dad's cooking combined with my Aunt Subaki's final touches to create a master piece," Hisoka smiled to himself as he stood at the stove, which was only a few feet away from the refrigerator, prepping it.


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    [align=center][font=times new roman][size=7pt][color=maroon][i]-- nineteen --

    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    Hisoka glanced at Etsuo from the corner of his eye with a grin. "Mmhm."


    //rushed


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    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    Hisoka shook his head, hie yes now locked on the work in front of him. This wasn't a complete lie, mainly because he hadn't quite processed that he now felt like breaking down and crying as the thoughts of his mother flooded back. He tried desperately to clear the thoughts from his head, but it was no use, they ran rampant like stampeding animals.


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    Etsuo
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    IC: Etsuo raised an eyebrow, he had the sense that he wasn't fully okay, so quietly he whispered, his green gaze sweeping downwards, "w-well if you have a p-problems remember I'll be here to l-listen," he explained, but felt himself go red for some reason and looked down and away from Hisoka.

    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    Hisoka smiled to himself and shook his head a bit before resuming his work. "That's more than I could have asked for."


    //low muse


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    Etsuo
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    IC: Etsuo smiled, cheering Hisoka up was something he felt happy about. For a moment he looked down at his bandaged foot, then asked, although hoping this wouldn't make him feel bad again, "I was just wondering...b-before, you were a little...unsure...when you w-were talking abut your friends, is there s-something wrong? I don't know why they wouldn't be n-nice to you," he added.

    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    Hisoka shrugged slightly before speaking quietly. "I've just never really had many friends. The ones that I did, weren't really friends with [i]me

    . They didn't understand me at all, so they weren't really my friends. They were friends with an image of me that they created."


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    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    "Don't be sorry," The man said with a grin ad he began walking over to Etsuo while the food continued cooking.


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    [color=maroon]Lonely
    [color=maroon]the pain is what you make it, sadly you are so mistaken


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    Hisoka Ichirou Miura


    The man shrugged as if it were a pesky fly on his shoulder instead of a tragedy. "I doesn't really bother me anymore," Hisoka hadn't really had friends for most of his life, so this was nothing new and it no longer affected him like it used to. The thought of being a loner for his whole life used to bring him pain, and even the mention of the word friend and he'd cringe away like a hedgehog who just wanted to be left alone.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= # bordercolor=# borderwidth= 0px; width: 300px;][align=left][size=7pt][color=black]hello! this is my new account (or one of them) so i was wondering if you would like to roleplay together sometime.