Liebe, to Asta: How do you keep such a sunny disposition in this rotten, stink-infested world?
Asta: You mean what do I do when I see Mr. Blues peeking around the corner?
Nacht, to himself: My gods. He even has a cute name for depression.

Liebe, to Asta: How do you keep such a sunny disposition in this rotten, stink-infested world?
Asta: You mean what do I do when I see Mr. Blues peeking around the corner?
Nacht, to himself: My gods. He even has a cute name for depression.
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