[Hazel, on the other hand, certainly is. she considers directly turning Musashi down or outright hurling herself from the conversation and never replying again...but eventually she thinks, what's the harm? she's just a name on the screen that's already half-misrepresented her situation. there's no way this person (just as much a stranger to her in reality) could tag any of this to her if they ever met in person.
in a way, it feels nice to confess somewhere. to finally let some part of this pressure out of her fucking body before it crumples.]
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in a way, it feels nice to confess somewhere. to finally let some part of this pressure out of her fucking body before it crumples.]
My humanity.