the one early in the morning

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Emi struggled to wake up and get moving.

Part of her was so excited to see him.

Part of her was worried. 

Nervous. 

How many times in the past year had they spoken without a complication? 

With these thoughts in her head, she continued to prepare herself for the day. 





Emi gently grasped the hotel room door handle, trying to open it gently. 

"Emi?" she heard a soft voice sound out. 

She turned around and saw Haru, her hair sticking all over the place, and half lidded eyes. 

"今出かけるの?" ( Are you going out, now? ) she asked.

"はい。" ( Yes. )

Haru hummed gently, her eyes closing once more.

"楽しい。" ( Have fun. ) she said, falling back, and drifting back into sleep.

Emi hummed gently and stepped out of the room.

As she approached the elevator, she paused.

She blinked for a moment, before turning her head towards the stair case.

She looked down, exhaling before deciding which one to take.



As she reached the bottom of the stair case, she looked up into the lobby.

American people rushing out of the building.

American people sitting, conversing, eating...

It was all... So new.

They were all human just like her, and they did the same things just... differently.

Faster?

She wasn't sure.

But as she began dazily walking through the lobby, observing everything as she passed it, she was broken from her thoughts when she bumped into someone.

She bowed down, "I'm very sorry."

A laugh.

She looked up quickly, meeting Sota's eyes.

"Sota?" she questioned aloud.

He smiled sincerely at her, tilting his head to the side.

"Good morning."

"What are you doing up so early?" she asked.

He scratched the back of his neck.

"I couldn't sleep much. I got restless. Walked around a bit." he explained.

Emi nodded, humming gently.

Sota glanced at Emi, watching as her eyes gazed around the lobby.

Sota looked down, resting his eyes on the small box of chopped fruit he held.

He gently pushed it forward, causing Emi to look down at it and grab it.

He let go as she gazed up at him in confusion.

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