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This is an idea that's been boiling in my head so I had to write it down. >.< Yes. It's about two lesbians whose love originally started as a love between friends and then sisters. An evolution of love. >: D

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~Kuroii-no-Okamii Oct 21, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

This was pretty good

I was reading this and I didn't read the artist/writer's comments and I all like " WHOA IS YURI

In all seriousness though, I was a little confused when time skip transition happened in the story. I don't read that much stories though so that might be the reason

Also, not to be a grammar Nazi or anything but "She didn't typically like let people getting close to her" should be "She didn't typically like letting people get close to her".

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=Metarex12 Oct 21, 2012 Student General Artist

I bet that was a shocker. Thank you for pointing that out.

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=KunehoKun Oct 12, 2012 Student

So I finally got to read one of your literary works in full and it's pretty good--it's concise and I wasn't thrown off by scene transitions.

However, some parts, like "Come on. Let's take a shower and get to party." does need a bit of reworking (i.e "Let's take a shower and go to the party/get to partying."

Anyway, I hope you win the contest!

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=Metarex12 Oct 12, 2012 Student General Artist

Thank you. I never really gotten to a party (verbally) before so I wasn't sure how to phrase it.

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