[He knows that name. Of course he does, it's his own. And he knows the voice too. The name escapes him a little, but he's sure once he sees her, he'll know. It's the white-haired girl, isn't it? One of his friends. So of course he'll know her once he sees her. He creeps to the edge of his branch, intent on dropping down on top of her, but unfortunately the branch isn't strong enough to hold his weight.]
YAH-!
[He lands with a thud on the ground in front of her.]
Ow... fuck...
[The voice is younger, less harsh, but it's hard to mistake.]
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YAH-!
[He lands with a thud on the ground in front of her.]
Ow... fuck...
[The voice is younger, less harsh, but it's hard to mistake.]