[i'll spare you and say the laptop has nothing worthwhile on it, if she can even get past the login screen asking for a password.
yeah, hugo left the photo frame on the ground after he threw it because he never wants to be reminded of it or that photo again? please just leave the photo, lucretia, he'd be happier if it ended up destroyed.
anyway, the writing is just red. nothing happens when sakyou runs his fingers across them.
by the papers, there's a pocket watch. it'll be familiar as the one he always wears on a chain around his neck, and that the young man in the fake photo is wearing.
as for the papers themselves, they have words, which i know is very shocking for paper but i got tired of thinking how to write things.]
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yeah, hugo left the photo frame on the ground after he threw it because he never wants to be reminded of it or that photo again? please just leave the photo, lucretia, he'd be happier if it ended up destroyed.
anyway, the writing is just red. nothing happens when sakyou runs his fingers across them.
by the papers, there's a pocket watch. it'll be familiar as the one he always wears on a chain around his neck, and that the young man in the fake photo is wearing.
as for the papers themselves, they have words, which i know is very shocking for paper but i got tired of thinking how to write things.]