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Auld Lang Syne

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Every so often, it happens. He battles demons, brave warrior he, and suddenly finds some bitty thing meeting him halfway, blocking his kicks and kicking his punches like she was born dancing. Every time he thinks, this is what he lives for.

But it isn't. Even rarer, the girl looks at him, his face he can't remember and the hair he still bleaches for just such moments as this, and her eyes widen, and she knows. Usually, she tries to kill him harder; once a feisty brunette kissed him and ran.

He's still waiting for one that knows his name.