Miscellanous

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(Laguna's table)

Julia: "May I?"
Laguna: "Aaaaa..."
Julia: "Did I interrupt anything?"
Laguna: "N-N-N-Not at all. P-Please, sit down."
(oh man, oh man, it's really HER! What do I do!? Kiros? Ward? HELP! What do I say?!? But man, she is pretty...)
Julia: "You ok now?"
Laguna: "kind of..."
Julia: "How's your leg?"
Laguna: "L-Leg? Oh, this!? Y-Yeah, it's fine. Happens all the time when I get nervous. (cough)
Julia: "Were you nervous?"
Laguna: "Oh yeah. I'm still kinda..."
Julia: "You can relax. You don't have to get nervous around me."
Laguna: "Oh sorry."
Julia: "Say...(would you like to talk somewhere private? I have a room here...)"
Laguna: "I-In your room!?"
Julia: "Well...(it's pretty hard to talk freely here. Everyone's listening in.) If you'd like to, please come by. I've beem wanting to talk to you...You don't want to?"
Laguna: "Of course I do!"
(Am I dreaming?
...this is a dream...This is a dream...)

(Julia's room)

Julia: "thanks for coming."
Laguna: "No...Not at all, uh...Thanks you for inviting me.
Julia: "Have a seat."
Laguna: "I'm a big fan of yours, so I'm really nervous, y'know?"
Julia: "So that's why you came to hear me play so often."
Laguna: "You...You saw me?"
Julia: "You were always smiling while listening, right? You have beautiful eyes. Though they look a bit scared now. Don't worry, I'm not going to pluck'em and eat'em. I just want to talk, gazing into those eyes. Would you like a drink? Wine perhaps?"
Laguna: "I must be dreamin'...

(later)

Julia: "I'm sorry. I didn't know wine made you sleepy."
Laguna: "Argh...How'd I fall asleep? I...I must have fallen asleep, talking on like that...Tellm me about yourself. Like...your dreams for the future."
Julia: "I...I want to sing. Not jus play the piano, but sing, too."
Laguna: "Oh, I'd really love to hear it."
Julia: "But I can't. I'm no good at writing lyrics..."
Laguna: "Hmm...that must be tought."
Julia: "But, thanks to you, I think I can come up with something."
Laguna: "Thanks to me...?"
Julia: "Yes...The many faces you've shown me. Times when you were hurt, worried...or felt pain deep inside you. You've shown me something...I think I can come up with a song."
Laguna: "Wow...I must be dreamin'..."
Julia: "It's not a dream, is it? Can we meet again?"
Laguna: "Of course! I have to come hear you sing!"

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