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She heard the knock from her room, she wasn’t doing really doing anything, just idly strumming at her guitar, every so often playing an actual song. So, the knock on the door surprised her. It was also the middle of the night, so who the hell would that be? Tony was home, asleep, but home.
Chris got up, setting the instrument on her bed, walking out of her room and to the front door, running her fingers through her purple hair before unlocking it and opening the door.
"Tsubaki…?"










