"Why won't you tell me your name?" I typed, dying to know the answer after all of this time. The little blue "..." bubble indicating she was typing popped up, and I cautiously awaited her response. "You already know my name." She typed. I sighed, knowing that she'd keep her grudge, but I also knew she would know that I wouldn't give up mine, either. "I meant your REAL name." I tapped on the keyboard, not giving up. The typing bubble immediately popped up showing that she was typing. "It IS my real name." "Anon isn't a name..." My fingers were hitting the keyboard more rapidly now, and it was almost as if my whole body needed the answer. I positioned my fingers over the keyboard to start typing again, but was stopped in my tracks as a message popped up in the middle of the screen. "ANONYMOUS HAS SIGNED OFF" I sighed, leaning back in my chair, running a hand through my tangled hair. Crap.
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