Chapter Five:

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A/N: Nope. Still third person.

(Not to mention: excruciatingly​ short).

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Ashoka closed the front door behind her softly, careful not to wake her mother so early in the morning. The night before, Kamika had been throwing up horrifically, unable to hold down any of the suicide meat from Anteiku.

Many times last night Yoshimura's words came to her. But she merely shook them away.

"She's not dying".

But it seemed like she was.

Ashoka didn't bother locking the door behind her, as she made her way out of the alley, and into the crowd of early risers who made their way along the busy avenue.

A couple blocks later, she boarded the train, and rode it over to a little café.

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Tsyuki also snuck out early that morning, planning to grab a cup of coffee with his friend Nyameso, at a café he always spoke of.

Lucky chance.

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