Apr 2, 2015
Akari wasn’t sure sure why she had been doing this again.
She honestly didn’t have a problem getting the attention she wanted, but something about her previous encounter with Aamon was..interesting. Maybe she was still curious about him. Didn’t she exhaust all her questions? Maybe not.
All she knew was that she was waiting against a wall, swirling something around in a glass that clinked around with ice. The neon lights above her illuminated her hair with bright streaks of pink against the darkness of the night.
Spotting something, she squinted, hoping it was who she spontaneously asked something of again.
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