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xunxjustxjusticex said: 📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like (Sae, Natsuki, Ann)           

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“Ann.”

“I...” Gentle little gasp of TERROR. Barely tellable on her broken breath. Perhaps more indicting was the way she instinctually CURLED IN to herself. “S-Someone I...” But it wasn’t just FEAR boiling away on the inside. Oh no. No, no, no. “Pretend to...” As with everything in her life. Hitting Natsuki’s NERVES also triggered her FIGHT OR FLIGHT. “Dislike?” The air fell silent. As if they’d been transported to the very vacuum of space in that moment. “What...-- WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!” AAAAAAnd back down to earth they crashed. Like a COMET. “Pretend to like? Who ever pretends to like ANYTHING? What a frankly STUPID concept!!” Swift and aggressive TWIST of her ragged and fragile body away from her interrogator. “I would NEVER pretend to like ANYONE -- EVER!!”

                                                                (((...................Papa not included......)))

“Honestly?” Ann’s head tilted to the side, brow knitted in thought. “I actually don’t KNOW. I’ve never been the one like. To you know. Pretend to be anything I’m not.” She stood TALL & PROUD against anything she didn’t believe in. “Like INTERNET SHOPPING and CARBONATED SOFT DRINKS and NON-SOY MILK.” Totally sincere deliveries brimming with emotions. “They SUCK. And I’ll tell ya they suck.” Three of her WORST NIGHTMARES. “I mean there’s the obvious Kamoshida thing, I guess? If that even counts?” And it wasn’t as if the Kamoshida thing even pertained to her PRESENT REALITY. All that nasty business was thankfully BEHIND HER. “I’m sorry. I know this is HARDLY the juicy answer you were expecting. But I REALLY don’t know.”

“Oh for God’s sake. You want more detail, don’t you?” Of course. It was in the very question. TALK ABOUT someone or something you only pretend to like. Not IDENTIFY. As a public prosecution officer, she knew the FINEST DETAILS & PHILOSOPHIES that encompassed each and every type of question and how they were phrased. “Fine. If you must know. The whole story with Ann is... COMPLICATED.” Where did she even BEGIN? “There are indeed parts of her personality that I... RESPECT. Quite begrudgingly.” She did indeed treat her sister like the QUEEN she deserved to be. And she had a strong sense of justice. “But that doesn’t outweigh this... BURNING HATRED I feel whenever I see the bitch slobbering all over my sister. And no amount of TRUCE-BASED CIVILITY can ever tip those scales.” Pause and a HEAVY SIGH. “So yeah. Overall I do pretend to like her.” Which... LIKE was a huge overdramatization. If they were being HONEST.