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Sena had found her room, finally at peace and was able to hear herself think. She bit her lower lip and started organizing her things in the drawers, and on the well made bed. She took out a photograph, placing it on her desk. In it, was a middle-aged red headed woman, who was smiling brightly, her hair already graying and beside her a man with his arm around the woman's shoulder with the same bright smile. What stood out in the photograph was a light brown-haired boy with blue eyes and herself with a darker shade of the bright red hair that she had at the moment, riding on the boy's back with their eyes closed and their cheeks pink from running. The boys eyes were blue and whenever Sena looked into them, it was like looking deep into the ocean with the golden sunlight reflecting against the surface. It was hard to recall the last time her childhood friend smiled.

The voice just outside interrupted her train of thought and startled her to jump. She quickly places the still-life memory on the desk and peeked her head out of her door with an inquisitive gaze. Five minutes? Might as well start heading to the kitchen now. She grabs onto a stuffed bunny, holding it close to her chest before slipping out and closing the door behind her. She might as well move on with her own life and not dwell in the past; no matter how complicated it has been.

Sena walked into the kitchen with the little stuffed animal still held close to her chest, her head peeking into the kitchen before quietly slipping in. She kept her gaze onto the floor and well away from the group of people.