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Light couldn't sleep. For hours he had tossed under the thick satin which covered him, but sleep had always evaded him. He'd instruct himself to lower his eyelids gently, so his long lashes delicately tickled his cheek, but soon his thoughts would twist and bind themselves around one another, and his brow would be knotted. It was just one of those nights. Sighing, Light flung his warm duvet to his right, the cold air nipping at his naked torso. The same empty feeling had pitted itself in his stomach agian, the same feeling he kept enduring every time his mind did this to him. Now sitting upright on his bed, Light ran a hand through his glos

A sixteen-year-old Finn the Human is sitting in front of the Treefort House. His golden-blonde hair falls gently over his face now that he no longer wears his bear-hat. His clothing choice has also changed. Instead of wearing his blue shirt and shorts, he wears much different, more matured, clothing. He wears a baby-blue-and-white striped hoodie, dark-blue skinny jeans, and black Converse. (Though he hadn't parted with his signature colors.) He looked at the setting sun with light-blue eyes and sighed, bored without a thing to do. No princesses to save. No games to play on Beemo. Even Jake was busy with his girlfriend, Lady Rainicorn, so he