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Pills were gone. In the worst fucking moment. Frankly, Watanabe reflected about saving the last one for the sake of today’s encounter.. however, ulterior reasons forced her to take it last night. The female didn’t had a chance to buy more: Sunday ruined it for her. Being stuck, trapped on this bullshit. Chances of succeeding: zero. It was fun, though. How she had to buy new clothes, get a haircut and even more to feel pretty. Conceited, arrogant and too much of a girl. She wondered if those pills affected her personality, also. The only detail smacking at Miyuki’s brain however was nothing but the country itself, Japan.. Osaka, made the female’s chest clench and her rage grow. A feigned grin plastered upon, though the fact that no one recognized her was refreshing.

There was this moment between steps were her mind shocked blank. This girl! Standing nearer by sec. ‘Yui?!’ Miyuki assumed her friend wasn’t.. Well, at least not that pretty. Too cute. Too elegant. Too much. Prior to pressing the ‘call’ option, she gave her phone a long stare - but eventually decided just to go for it. Something the brunette avoided during long, actually speaking, interacting using this side of hers - the face she detested during years: her own. If the stranger accepted Miyuki’s call then mistakes weren’t an option: It was her.

Slowly growing impatient, Yui sighed as she stared at her phone, contemplating whether or not she should call her friend--only for her phone to vibrate as soon as the very thought of doing so came to her, her screen flashing her friend’s username in the forums they met at and with eyes wide and with her slightly speechless, she quickly pressed the accept button, her phone pressed against her ear so she could hear the other line. This would be the first time they called now, wouldn’t it? Was it alright for her to talk and ruin the surprise of her gender, she wondered.

“Hello?” The raven finally called out with a quiet voice, staring ahead of her, at the canal beneath the bridge and the tiny boats that sailed past her. “Do you ever plan on coming? I’m quite impatient you know, and you’re already a few minutes late.” She joke, chuckling softly in hopes of easing away the awkward atmosphere between the phone call.

#mxlev #t;#hhh

@mxlev

Never talk to strangers. Especially those whom you only met online. Usually that was what she would hear from her parents and Yui would always agree. Would always abide to her mother’s words and though she had more than one friends online, she never really joined them in their meet ups and what not. But she was twenty-two now. A twenty-two year old who can’t even find the courage to speak that much even to her editor. And she needed to fix that soon.

So there she was now, standing nervously by the busy bridge Dotonbori, standing beneath the famous Glicoman billboard with her phone in hand, flipping it open and close as she waited for a friend’s message. They were supposed to meet two minutes ago, and now it was almost the third minute past one in the afternoon, leaving her to wonder whether or not her online friend truly wanted to meet up with her--well, she supposes it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if in the end, her said friend had decided to bail. They didn’t even know each other’s gender, having announced it as a “surprise”, and the most they know about each other for their meeting was the color of their clothes, hers being a “beige sweater top with brown lower.”

#mxlev #look at this A+ starter