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Being at an arcade, she looked around and wondered what to do first. There was Dance, Dance Revolution. At least, it sure looked like it. As she just wandered around, she was about to step towards the dinosaur game until she saw someone from afar. Waving, she smiled happily then walked over to the girl. “Hey, Olive,” she said with a smile. “I didn’t know you’d be here. If you told me, I would have joined you.” Turning her head and eyes away from her, she glanced at the game in front of her then tilted her head. “Are you good at this game?”

When she finally saw the other wave, she returned the greeting with a smile. It was refreshing to see someone she knows at such a place. "I just came here on a whim," she shrugged, moving a little to welcome her. Olive looked at her score once more, not really satisfied with the result. She used to be good at this, not until her school work ate her social life. The female blinked a few times at her friend's question, chuckling a little, as she gestured her right hand over her height. "Not with my height, I can't be the best at this game. Wanna try?"

Photograph by Patrick Ecclesine. 

Thoughtlessly staring up at the clouds as she walked, she eventually walked straight into someone. She mentally cursed herself for doing so, she should have payed more attention. “S-Sorry.” The girl stammered out, instinctively bowing a bit to the stranger she had collided with.

The rain started to pour down as she finished taking her cup of coffee and the doughnut she bought. Well, now her wallet is crying due her habit of heading out and eating, but it made her feel better. Walking outside to go back, she bumped into someone. "Oh, no.. I wasn't paying attention.. s-sorry!" Olive bowed a little, and noticed the other was soaked. She voluntarily shared her umbrella to her, smiling. "Want to head along to the station with me? You're really soaked."

Chiaki hummed, thankful to be able to at least get a couple days off to take care of her Mom.

"Oh.. yeah... haha.." She let out a faint reply, not really sure how to mingle with someone who's older than her.. and a bit drunk. Looking at their menu, she figured the best one to order is their Teriyaki Udon. Maybe she'd go along with it, since she believes she had tried it once before, and doesn't really want to take a risk when it comes to food. "I'll have an order of Teriyaki Udon," she asked, as she sat back and waited for her food. The atmosphere of the place is really warm, and it's nice. Olive thought maybe it won't be so bad to come back once in a while here.

"Very funny. Ha ha." He laughed, not amused at all. "But the world can’t achieve world peace at all. People are too corrupt, twisted, and selfish to even think such a thing. There’s always going to be that one person that messes everything up." Like him. Always screwing things up when he has the chance. But of course he didn’t care at all.

"Lighten up," she tried breaking the seriousness of the atmosphere by laughing a little. "I know that. It'll never happen. You don't have to be so serious, y'know?" She tried finding something to sit on, but found nothing. Olive then just decided that sitting on the sidewalk would be alright. "Wanna sit down? You look.. unwell." Not that she totally cares for strangers, it's just that she doesn't want to do anything weird for someone when they need help for whatever comes.

.. Ah, so they’re both clueless as to how to communicate with people. “Welp, I — hi there. I think you have really nice hair and your fashion sense is great am I creepy because I want to be your friend —” DID SHE NAIL IT. NOT REALLY.

"You're great. Oh my God. That was fascinating, and great. I'm Olive, nice to meet you, and thanks," she reached out her hand to the other, in case she wanted for a handshake, or either way she can go in for a hug it's not like the other is a psycho or anything. "Oh my God. This sounds really creepy but I like you already."

"Welcome! How can my pitiful siblings help ya today!"

New places to eat, new places to explore. After saving up for, well, supposedly money for new clothes, she ended up visiting this store to eat something. Olive would awkwardly snoop around before entering the place, but she was hungry, and snooping around won't help a growling stomach. Entering, she heard some voices. She thought that the place might be packed or really busy, but she was shocked at how the older greeted her. Olive smiled, with amusement and courtesy. "Y-Yeah... I think.." she mumbled and purposely lowered her voice, as she sat down and looked at the menu. Oh, Udon. Cool.

The vampire arched an eyebrow as he voice was raised a bit. “What the hell do you want?" He asked, a bit irritated that the fact he hasn’t fed in quite a long time. He was pretty hungry, but never dared to feed off another being. He had only fed off himself and animals.

Whenever anything pissed the female off, she would rather wander around outside on the streets, no matter how late or early it is. It became a habit of hers, and she can't lie; she enjoys wandering around since it's free. No one ever bothered her about this, so she got taken aback when someone just asked her what she wanted when she passed by. "Peace. Quiet. World peace. Do you sell it?" Yeah... not really a good thing to answer the question like that.

”..and who gave you the right to decide on things?”

            ♭ "I did? Because I own the pizza that I have? And you're still not getting any."

                ”If you’re bothered that much, you could’ve just ignored us from the very beginning and continue your sad excuse of a life.  But surprisingly, Little Miss I-don’t-care-it’s-for-my-own-well-being appeared in this disgusting commotion. Why? If you want to shine that much, all you have to do is jaywalk too if you want,” he paused, his stare turning incredibly serious. “Just leave. No one needs you here.”

          Her back is in a curved-position for a while now, in attempt to hide her crying face. It's really bad, and her back also hurts bad. Wiping the escaped tears from her face, she stand up still, as she take in deep breaths in and out to calm herself down. Her cheeks and nose look so red, she, as inaudible as she can say it, said, "bye", slowly walking away as she tries to forget this day ever happened at all.

"They’re deformed just like your outlook in life."

              ♭ "Oh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I see how it is. Too bad you're not getting a slice of pizza from me today."