Final Riff

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Here's an update! I want to end this story before the new year comes but it is impossible now but I've made sure to post one more chapter before this year ends. :) HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE and have a blessed, prosperous year to come!

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“People will forget what you said; people will forget what you did; but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

                                                                                                                                           -Maya Angelou

Eight months later…

 Papers were strewn everywhere. An overflowed garbage can full of papers sat at the corner of the room. Rustles of pen on paper was heard and some grunts on the background. Just as Tomomi looked and read at her latest work, she felt frustrated and crumpled the paper once more before throwing it behind her.

 Just as she did, someone came in and was surprised on the incoming paper coming towards her. She let out a yelp but caught the paper in her hands, confused on how come there’s a paper greeting her so suddenly.

 She looked around and found the whole room a mess and in the middle of all of it was Tomomi who was busy scribbling again on a new piece of paper. Tomomi gave out a frustrated sigh and scratched whatever she had written there with her pen and looked up the ceiling like she was thinking. The woman who just came in watched curiously on what was Tomomi was doing. She was puzzled that Tomomi didn’t even notice her coming in and just continued on whatever she was doing.

 After a few minutes of just staring at the ceiling, Tomomi suddenly brought her hands to her head and started messing with her hair with a frustrated yell.

 “Mo!” She bawled out before smacking her head to the table. She let out a cry of pain but she held her head against the table and stayed motionless after.

 “Is that a new technique to get your brains working?” The woman asked as she moved towards Tomomi who suddenly sat up straight and looked towards her like she was a ghost.

 “Haruna! Don’t sneak on me like that!” Tomomi muttered and held her racing heart against her chest.

 “I didn’t sneak up on you. I even got surprised to find a paper greeting me on my way here.” She smirked and sat opposite Tomomi.

 Tomomi only frowned but then let her features relaxed and placed her head back to the cold table.

 “Sorry. I’m stuck right now.” She told in a muffled voice and started doodling on the piece of paper she was writing on awhile ago.

 “It’s okay. I’m stuck on mine too.” Haruna then brought her notebook and her pen out, looking dejectedly at it as she knows she would just be staring at that blank page once more for God knows how long again.

 Haruna opened her notebook unenthusiastically and stared at the two phrases she had written the night before.

 The phrases only stared back at her annoyingly and she doesn’t even know why she had written those. Like a child, Haruna rolled her eyes from it and started repeating the words like a mantra inside her head. Before Haruna knew it, she was absentmindedly twirling her pen with her thoughts far away from what she was supposed to do. She watched as she skillfully span her pen between her fingers and even does some tricks that she had been practicing for some time now. She felt triumphant as she perfected to do a certain trick and smiled at her own achievement.