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wearafancyhat.livejournal.comOh, Lelouch knew it was one of those days.
Like the day Arthur had stolen his mask, or the day with the pizza (more like days, but still)... And yes, he was pointedly avoiding remembering the other kind of those days.
At least he was now close to the clothing store. It would be better to find something less notorious to wear, after all even if he had left the cape (and of course the hat) behind he was drawing far too much attention for his taste.
At this point, the only thing he could hope was to avoid any other random encounters with strange versions of his family members.
He had just called misfortune, and he knew it.
Like the day Arthur had stolen his mask, or the day with the pizza (more like days, but still)... And yes, he was pointedly avoiding remembering the other kind of those days.
At least he was now close to the clothing store. It would be better to find something less notorious to wear, after all even if he had left the cape (and of course the hat) behind he was drawing far too much attention for his taste.
At this point, the only thing he could hope was to avoid any other random encounters with strange versions of his family members.
He had just called misfortune, and he knew it.
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