Mun is 22
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"I see. Aren't we all selfish, though?"
She reached for her purse once again, only this time to take out a mirror. Now that she could see pernamently, she gets to do her makeup herself. Well, she can do anything by herself now.
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"I don't know a whole lot about curses, so of course I did. Am I not suppossed to?"
She tilted her head as she posed that question towards him. He had temporarily restored her eyesight after all.
The gust of wind that was created blew her hair once again.
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"Oh? Isn't that interesting. You deem an ancient curse something akin to beauty?"
He watched her eyes go bright to dull again, like a pang to the heart, she was blind again. It wasn't often he felt such a way, but when it would happen? It would ebb away just as it came on.
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[ She let him do whatever he wanted, waiting for whatever came next. ]
"And what would that be, hm?"
[ Her eyelids flinched at the unexpected touch; she's not used to people touching them afterall. ]
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His multi-eyed gaze shifted and narrowed, he leaned in and grabbed her head, turning it to himself.
“I don’t quite know how I got here. But I do know one thing…”
His low arms extended their hands, their thumbs on her closed eyelids, his abdomen mouth chanted.
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"Thank you."
[ And surprisingly, it does. At least for now, that is. ]
"Not to sound rude or anything, but how long do you intend on staying? Not that I'm kicking you out or anything. I'm just curious. You can stay as long as you like."
"Nonesense. Why would I even do that in the first place? I'm not that type of person."
[ Sensing that the other had lighten her cigarette, she placed the lighter back into her purse. ]
"Thank you, dear."
[ Placing the cigarette into her mouth, inhaling and exhaling smoke. ]
“Oh, I’m quite old. Brittle. Even you could tear me apart, if you tried.”
Sukuna appeared next to her within seconds, kneeling to light that coffin nail of hers.
“If you wanted death, all you need do is ask.” Referring to the cigarette.
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"Hm? I never said you were old. In fact, you sound quiet young to me."
[ A sigh left her lips as she began to rummage through her purse, only to pull out a box of cigarettes and a lighter afterwards. ]
"Do you want one?"
