Phoenix Wright (
attorneyatlol) wrote2008-10-21 07:18 pm
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How could I know, in those last fatal days, that a force darker than jealousy and stronger than love had begun to take hold of Angie?
Days had turned into weeks. Weeks had turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love.
A love that will live forever.
The end.
Days had turned into weeks. Weeks had turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love.
A love that will live forever.
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So, let's see... judging by the way that ended, I guess this means you were stuck as Christian from Moulin Rouge, right?
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... So, um. I'd hate to ask, but... who was your Satine?
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Satine...? You mean Angie?
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... Right, that answers the question, then.
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Yeah... I'm just glad she's okay.
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Mmm.
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Anyway... I guess you weren't affected, then?
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So you're saying Collins' world is a musical...?
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