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[turneverystone]

I like thunderstorms. I like the sound of them. I like that they are beautiful and dangerous.

But listening to them makes me sad, somehow.

[She laughs]

I think I've been reading too much poetry.

... The same poems. Over and over since I got them back.

[A pause]

I suppose there is enough empty space in the city, but I still wouldn't mind a

Comments

[fierybluebird]

Sad?

If you don't mind some pirates, I could check with Luffy and Anemone. Our place is quieter now that it's just the 4 of us.

[turneverystone]

Everything is dark and quiet, maybe that's why.

I'm not sure four of you could fit in here. Maybe two.

[fierybluebird]

Mn. Understood.

Aye, you'd probably have to move here, but given how quiet it's gotten with Luffy's crew gone, I think the extra company would be appreciated.

Assuming you don't have hundreds of offers clamoring to get your attention, eh.

[turneverystone]

I lived in an apartment with six or seven other people when I first arrived here. I hated it, and that's why I live where I do now.

[thepurpleway]

What kind of poetry are you reading, if you don't mind me asking?

[turneverystone]

A collection of Pablo Neruda poems. I suppose they might best be described as romantic.

[thepurpleway]

I don't think I've read those before. Do you enjoy them?

[turneverystone]

Very much. If you promise to return them, I wouldn't mind loaning them to you. The book has a great deal of sentimental value to me.