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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T WORK THERE?" Mirio asked sadly as him, Tamaki, and Nejire sat together for lunch the next day. "I feel bad." Tamaki muttered.
"You feel bad? About what? Did you do something mean to her?" Mirio pressed.
"I used to be so annoyed by her, even though she was just trying to be my friend. It feels wrong working at her shop without her knowing how much I didn't like her." Tamaki admitted. Mirio sighed. "Only you would over think that."
"Wait, so what is she like now? She still annoying right, that pagent-crown-stealing-meanie?" Nejire huffed, crossing her arms. "You're still holding onto that?" Mirio chuckled.
"She's still the same, honestly, but...she's nice. She's running the whole shop alone with only two other employees." Tamaki explained.
"Two employees?! Tamaki, you gotta take the job! You'd probably help out a lot!" Mirio gasped, shaking Tamaki aggressively by the shoulders.
"O.M.G! Let's go to her shop! I would love to see how she's doing!" Nejire clapped excitedly.
"N-No, we can't-"
"That's a great idea! I wanna see how y/n's doing too! C'mon Tamaki!" Mirio agreed. Tamaki sighed. "Guys, do we have to?"
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"I guess we do." Tamaki sighed as they stood at the entrance of the Expresso Express. "Let's not wait any longer!" Mirio cheered, swinging the entrance door open.
