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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 2:08 pm
Kisuke smiled and walked off to the EB Games (Wonder if they're still around...), and got what he came for. "Guess I could get some lunch...", he said to himself.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 2:30 pm
Kiyoko followed, though she wasn't very interested. She frowned at how the two got along so well. Kiyoko hated losing.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 6:19 pm
Kisuke decided to get some sushi at the food court. "Still got some money left", he said to himself as he walked towards said food court.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 6:28 pm
Haruko hummed slightly, holding her new game to her chest. Glancing back at Kiyoko, she suddenly felt a pang of guilt. After all, it had been her day with Kisuke before she had jumped in. Falling back from Kisuke's side and ignoring her bitter feelings towards the girl, she put on a soft smile. "Hey, are you alright?" she said, retaining her gentle front. "You must be bored with all of this." Despite her guilt, Haruko was still careful when she spoke. Kiyoko's crush on Kisuke was obvious from the second she met the two, and in that sense, the girl was an enemy. "Well, Kisuke hasn't minded us tagging along so far.." she thought, pulling out her wallet and following closely behind him.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 7:37 pm
Kiyoko turned to Haruko but did not change expressions. Kiyoko knew Haruko as an enemy not a friend. She couldn't be trusted in her eyes.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 4:28 am
As Kisuke ate his sushi he felt some kind of.....murderous aura between the two girls. At least from Kiyoko. It was like she was going to tear Haruka's throat out and somehow he would be in the middle. He decided to quickly finish his sushi, grab his game and hurry home. "So I guess I'll see you guys later!", he said quickly, running as fast as he could, also hearing Kiyoko chasing him with a giant net. 'Runrunrunrunrunrunrun', was his brain could process at that point.
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