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[hatesthefood]

Heh... nothing like an evening spent kicking the ball around. I'd love to find some people to play with, but if I can't, then that's all good. It's still enough to make me happy.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I doubt it. Come on. Come play with me.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

I think I'll pass on that particular humiliation.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Alright. I'll leave you alone about it.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Go have fun with Euphie.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Yes sir.

[ooc: Ken says 'wow, I just got the brush off'. ^^;]

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

[He did noooot! But Ken, it's been 9 years. You should know that soccer inevitably ends with Mamoru tripping over his own feet.]