Wish Upon A Demonic Plushy

(Old Fic I made years ago, completed, originally uploaded in AO3)

“Say, Homura, you told me that nobody ever believed you when you tell them about anything right?” I asked her.

Homura nodded mutely, it seems like bringing that up gave her a dozen flashbacks or something.

“You’ve also tried to do things on your own, but it just doesn’t work, right?”

Homura nodded once again and she started clenching her fist in frustration.

“Well then, if you can’t tell the truth or hide everything, there’s always one thing left you can do...” I smirked at her a little. “Tell me; just how good are you at lying?”