Ichigo sat with his new laptop on his bed lying on his stomach trying to configure his new MSN messenger. The names were listed on his contacts: Rukia, Renji, Orihime, Ishida, and lastly the little ‘Urahara’ lit up. He rolled his eyes the man hadn’t gotten on in about a month and he’d chosen the time he happened to be on to pop in, ‘eh? Fucking
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