Sep 12, 2021
This is the stopping point for me, alas. Having said that, I'm going to explain that it's an extremely personal thing. Let's just say the resemblance is too uncanny. A girl named Kai from Brighton with a similar world view and experience. I've bawled enough back then and I think I've bawled enough now. I don't have it in me to revisit that part. Not now.
This arc is my favourite. And it's not for any particular reason. Not for the humanity of the interactions. Not for showcasing the breadth of Kai's character and the want of understanding that eludes her, though in her grasp. Not for the tasteful yuri we've been given as a culmination of deep-seated desires in not only one, but both of them. Not for the juicy interactions that could probably keep everyone afloat in that pool. Not for the accurately captured anxiety, awkwardness and hesitation, not for everything. It's just...remembrance, I suppose. Days of future past.
In a sense, this is a 'fuck you, Oscar' moment. I guess I wasn't ready. Hell, even the dates, goddamn happenstance. But it's also a thank you. I guess it's the wrench that makes this cold metallic heart tingle.
3-4-1-2 would be the order I'd see these arcs rearranged, based on the way they're arranged right now. Figure I'd let you ponder that since I'm done. It's an opinion, hardly a prerogative.
The only qualm I have is that I'd have expected more of a hint of reluctance from Annie and the bunch. They seem to be eager, but having heard and known everything, their welcoming seems a little bit too pure for the realism I'm assuming you want to convey. And having been embroiled in a similar scenario, I can say that with most of the same actors, the scene was played a bit more awkwardly.
I guess that's it for me, Oscar. Kudos, man. Hope you make it. Anime adaptation when?
Kind regards,
Bubbles.
