Pollution pressed himself against Famine, almost trying to hide away from all of the scrutinizing stares. "We don't need to celebrate anything," he insisted, feeling slightly dismayed that War knew if Famine was fun or not. Or sure, he knew they had been together. All the same, he'd rather not have that pushed in front of his nose, if you please.
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Date: 2005-12-12 08:49 pm (UTC)