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The Last Supper - Taisho Roman Revolution
[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]
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steps closer, reaches up and tucks Sol's hair behind an ear ]
Do whatever gets you through it.
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I'll be fine.
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And don't make me any promises you can't keep.
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I-It wasn't a promise...
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[ lets go ]
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Mm.