Zero.

'Will you kill someone you love?'

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'And I was the concierge' is a one-shot that is getting on my nerves. I'm not complaining. I'm merely stating that it's getting too long to be considered a one-shot. It'll go beyond the word count of 'Phantasm Finality' count of 23,000+ words. Ugh...that's a lot of words.

Then again, I have to do a good story build up or else things will end up too rushed and utterly in a mesh of confusion. For example, 'Photos of only you', the second chapter just made things go simply out of hand since the very moment I brought Ren into the big picture. Now, if only I had a flush button to drag that very character of mine down the sewage pipe.

That will be much better for me to handle.

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Lil'nutcase asked me once why I was ever able to write such romantic stories since she clearly pointed out to me that I was such a down and weary person to start off. She followed, that I seemed to have no interest in anyone and I never tagged along in admiration to anyone either. She was confused and we had a conversation when we were taking our laundry, it went somewhat like this:

I was humming some tune when we were walking across to our lockers, then she asked out of no notion,

'How is it that you can write such stories?'

'Eh?'

I brought myself down to open my locker to take my clothes out. She stood behind me,

'Is it from experience?'

I gave her a look and she tried hard to hold back laughter. I sighed noisily as I stood up. She ran up beside me as we crossed back to our hostel and gave a thought,

'You are the most unlikely romantic person I would ever know, but on the other hand, you are the most romantic writer I have ever met.'

'Your not making any sense.'

She hitched into a fit of giggles and we continued to the lobby. She looked hard at me,

'You still haven't answered my question.'

'How am I suppose to answer that question?' I smiled at the security guard, 'I don't even know that myself.'

'That helps.'

I gave out a huff of breath at her sarcasm and pressed for the lift. I finally gave in,

'It's a secret you'll find out very soon.'

Our conversation ended once we entered the lift.

Well, lil'nutcase did find out my little secret and to her surprise, it was right under her nose all the time. I was glad she didn't freak out like I thought she would, but I thank her that she didn't.

I give a bow.

My secret is for me to know and for you to find out.

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Then again,

Cheers!