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Trunks glared into the mirror that night and frowned. "You warped my halo!" he muttered as he glanced irritably back at Mihoshi. She was sleeping, and his golden ring was now looked somewhat like a golden 'U' from the side. He had just woken up, and they were moving around without too much trouble now. Mihoshi had gradually turned the gravity up over the course of the week. He had forbid her to touch it again, but the damage was already done. It was the maximum setting anyway. "Now we have to keep it like this," he grumbled irritably as he tried to pick up a glass of tea, only to have the liquid promptly fall through the bottom of the glass and into his lap. "I hate her, I hate her so much," he muttered to himself as he sat there and stared at the wet spot on his lap for a moment. They had to be careful even pouring liquids now. Hotaru had found that out the other day. She had tried to pour herself a cup of tea, only to have it break not only the bottom of
the cup, but also the table and a good portion of the floor.
Insertion, Chapter 83
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