---⊰☼⊱ ;; Tokyo may as well be the diva's second home. Born
and raised entirely in Sapporo, yet she knows Tokyo just as well
with as often as she travels for both work and for personal preference.
Often, she wonders if there will be anything new to see. Often, it is
proven false.
'Til tonight, however, when she is waiting for a late night bus and sees faintly in the corner of her eye, a woman who stumbles as if she either has a limp or simply cannot maintain her balance. She cannot help to feel as if the seemingly voluptuous silhouette is familiar, but finds more interest in their slurred speech and, also, slight fear in their clumsy steps when wearing such vigorous heeled shoes. Waiting, honestly, for their impending fall at any moment. There is no one else around, not even to wait for a bus. Do they wander alone? Or rather wait for someone else -- perhaps the same metro as she?
" Uh .. excuse me? " Approaches she with extreme
caution, feeling no threat by them, but being sure to keep phone close
to her palm just in case. Though there isn't really anyone she could call
to pick her up in Tokyo. " Are you .. alright? "