((Perfectly on target. . .  10 minutes! Arti, you got eight minutes!))

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  Carter winced as she held the piece cotton on her cheek, standing up cautiously. She saw carefully down in an empty chair, giving her attention to the pictures on the wall. "Oh.. I didn't know.. My mother and father died in an accident at a circus; the pole for the acrobats collapsed on them, and my mom pushed me out of the way.. I live with my Aunt Lisa, and Uncle Richard." She explained, her voice cracking at the edge of her sentence.. She bit the inside of her cheek as she looked at Daichi. Since when did he turn nice? Is he just playing with me....? She thought slowly, quickly shaking the thoughts from her head.

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((Your fast. . .. . very fast o-o))

"I see." Daichi said softly, noticing the crack in her voice. It had to be a hard topic to talk about, the death of your parents. "Well then, are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?" He asked, trying to change the topic. One of the pixies started messing around in his hair. He held the pixie by its wing, stared at it with narrowed eyes for a second before placing it on the table before him.

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