So Mello looked a little further, glaring around suspiciously, but when he couldn't find Sephiroth, he moved toward the house again, opening the door to peek inside curiously. Just the illusion of being outside was making him forget his anger and frustration, childlike wonder relaxing him slightly. It shouldn't have been this amazing. But he'd been denied a lot of things for a long while.
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Date: 2011-07-18 08:48 am (UTC)