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Enzan was sitting cross-legged on a couch in the Nexus, his hands entangled in a Cat's Cradle. He looked a little down as he messed with the strings, and his voice was a little dull when he spoke.
"They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, producing the same results. With that in mind, how many of you would consider yourself insane?"
He fiddled with a strings a bit more. "If that doesn't work, what's a good White Day gift for someone who's had a rough time lately?"
"They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, producing the same results. With that in mind, how many of you would consider yourself insane?"
He fiddled with a strings a bit more. "If that doesn't work, what's a good White Day gift for someone who's had a rough time lately?"