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As she heads to the comforts of her abode, she states slurs and words not suitable for the first few chapters of a serious book. And even as she was doing so, her body was still moving around doing things. Her cats have learned to ignore her antics since long ago, so they aren't bothered much.

She was restless. Why can't the universe just get us together already?! They got us to see each other but not let us talk!

Truly, it was irrational, but she puts her faith into the world, and concludes that she must wait for the next time. But while waiting, she'll be doing some... research.

She calls up a few friends, telling them about what just happened. With around an hour of arguing a slight gossip sprinkled in, they all excitedly settle with 'finding more things about him'.

Which may be difficult, considering they only knew what he looked like, thanks to her vivid memories. However, these girls were the ones who have connections everywhere. They were quite the socialite. And so, it begins.

After a whole night of non-stop messaging, calling, and looking through social media accounts, she gets one message that sparks a small match in her chest.

#1hoe: yoooo, just found him!
Picture downloading...

She grins, eyes lighting up at the picture.

thar|

that's hu|

that's him|

And just when she was about to hit send, she noticed.

There's no mark on his neck.

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