...There's pieces of motorcycle all over...

I don't understand what's going on...but I'm staying in until it's over.

I'm guessing it isn't very good.

I'm glad I missed that one!

I'm sorry to everyone who had to go through it.

I want to go home, this isn't very funny...

I think it was a dream. It seems like a nice dream. If only life really did end up like that.

I bought another bike, I'm going to fix it up some. And maybe it'll be good to keep busy. I have a big essay to write for a class. I've never written one before...

It's nice being back after so long. I mean, this place is pretty nice, but I like home now. Things seem to be okay.

I even got a job.

I like my new bike a lot. It rides pretty nice. Plus I don't have to depend on anyone if I want to go around the city.

They kept trying to get me to get extra things for it but I don't know what any of them are...so I didn't. Because I'm pretty sure it'll do what I need it to.

...Why's everyone so quiet?

Oh, and Light, you don't have to take me to school if you don't want to. I'll be fine.

I need to get a bicycle.

After those flowers...

h-hey can anyone suggest somewhere fun...?

It was fun traveling. Even if we got separated. And people I didn't know asked me how old I was and if I knew where to find my parents.

Hey, Snow. Are we going to that cafe?