(Sure hun! Want me to write a starter?)
Starter
He was so tired all the time. Time. Time just showed him how little things change.
{Why won’t they change?}
Was anything he was doing making a difference? Akuma were always being created by the weakness in man’s heart, and every advancement on the front was met with greater loss.
{What’s the point of it all?}
{It’s pointless..}
He needed someone to talk to, someone that would understand.
{Was there anyone?}
Yes. There was someone.
{Miranda Lotto.}
Perhaps she would understand.
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Lavi approached the door carefully, he had never come upon it before.
{Was this the right one?}
He knocked, awkward and unsure.
“Miranda?”