Shiki looked around the Sun Room, trying to cheer herself up. She didn't see anyone that looked familar, so she curled up on one of the couches and went to begin sketching again. She wanted to talk to...she didn't know. It was all well and good to have the friends that she did here, and she wouldn't give them up for anything.
But sometimes, she wished she didn't have to explain her entire life to everyone that she came across. She wanted to talk to someone that understood what she'd been through, or at least understood her Shibuya. Not a Reaper - she definitely wanted nothing to do with them - but Neku. Or Beat. Or, even...Mr. H. He'd be good to talk to right about now. She wouldn't even mind his jokes about making them pay for a free cup of coffee this time.
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Shiki looked around the Sun Room, trying to cheer herself up. She didn't see anyone that looked familar, so she curled up on one of the couches and went to begin sketching again. She wanted to talk to...she didn't know. It was all well and good to have the friends that she did here, and she wouldn't give them up for anything.
But sometimes, she wished she didn't have to explain her entire life to everyone that she came across. She wanted to talk to someone that understood what she'd been through, or at least understood her Shibuya. Not a Reaper - she definitely wanted nothing to do with them - but Neku. Or Beat. Or, even...Mr. H. He'd be good to talk to right about now. She wouldn't even mind his jokes about making them pay for a free cup of coffee this time.