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【 ꜱᴀᴛᴜʀᴅᴀʏ
ᴛɪᴍᴇ: 10:41 ᴘᴍ 】
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you knock three times on the front door of the apartment complex, reading the slip of paper you found two days ago. resting a hand on your hip while you just patiently wait.
after of course an agonising few seconds, seriously it wasnt that long for your friend to open up you dramatic bitch.
"MIKOO!!!" you grin happily and practically launch yourself into the taller woman's arms, she hums faintly before closing the door behind you. you drop your feet to the ground and calmly made your way into her humble abode. "am i in trouble?"
"yes."
"wait really??" you snap your head to her with wide eyes, she snickers and shook her head whilst pulling you along with her to the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine.
"no, but i looked a little into your ex. sorry for budging into your business, but he made it mine the second he came into the club." she explained, settling a wine glass on the table with her eyes locked on your blank expression. you stood quiet on the other side of the kitchen island. "turns out he likes messing with the deities. your mother, i believe, is one also isn't she?"
you roll your eyes in annoyance at her mention, grabbing the glass miko offered. "she's not that special." you scoff, swirling the pink wine before raising your head to meet miko's deadpanned face. "what?? she's just a dramatic drunk."
"that dramatic drunk killed 100 men without a scratch. shes the best gunner i know, she beats everything i was ever taught. she's older and has more experience. you should listen to her more." miko assures with a frown, setting her hand on the table. you stare at her before freezing, standing up immediately with wide eyes.
"you talked to her?? are you fucking crazy??" you snap, a risky attitude towards someone of such hierarchy but this was about your pesky mother.
