Rima walked with her parasol in one hand and a box of pocky in the other, unsure exactly where she was supposed to be. Their manager had requested to pick her up outside of the usual meeting spot, and Rima had only pretended to listen when she was given the address. She always found her way eventually, but the female decided to walk around a little more instead of going straight to work. Her lack of enthusiasm wasn’t out of the ordinary, but she seemed to be more distracted today than she was usually. As a result of her lack of care and attention, Rima collided into another person and her remaining pocky fell to the ground.
"Ah."














