"God, cell number 4? Light is a sentimental bastard." That's when she turns and sees she isn't alone.
"Jean?!" Her mind shuts down for a second. What do you say to one of your oldest friends? One of the few, the proud, the wives of the guys who run to death's door wearing PJs.
The one who murdered you, sold you out and but your daughter at death's door twice.
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Date: 2006-11-21 03:51 am (UTC)"God, cell number 4? Light is a sentimental bastard." That's when she turns and sees she isn't alone.
"Jean?!" Her mind shuts down for a second. What do you say to one of your oldest friends? One of the few, the proud, the wives of the guys who run to death's door wearing PJs.
The one who murdered you, sold you out and but your daughter at death's door twice.
She storms over and backhands the bitch.