Ichigo found himself unable to sleep, turning and twisting as he thought over his jour and the girl. Who was she? Where had that creature come from and why had he been unable to déplacer to cut it? He was so deep in thought that he didn't even notice Karen until she poked at him. "Hey toi up?" He blinked out of his thoughts. "What's wrong?"
Her face flushed which made him sit up. Her hands came vers l'avant, vers l’avant with the book their father had donné him. Not that he'd actually noticed it missing. "I took it. I know I should have asked, but..." Ichigo fingered the book. "It looks like toi really liked it. why...
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