“Nah, not a shrink per-say. Just. . . Experienced in bottlin’ shit up.”
Taking a swig from his own drink; he opts to move, striding toward the window to peer out over the city.
“Choom of mine would sit me down sometimes. . . Make me get shit offa my chest so I wouldn’t —
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⠀⠀⠀⠀'' you a shrink all of a sudden? '' a lighthearted jab, another ' thanks ' slipping from her lips just after.
there she goes again, second beer pried open with her teeth.
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Pushing open the passenger door; V steps out into the parking lot, shoulders rolling for a brief moment to release some tension.
“After you.”
A hand motions her forward toward the entrance.
“Gotta say, it’s nice comin’ back with some company.”
He admitted, —
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but… i’d rather not have arasaka breathing down my neck. 〞
a dry laugh slipped from her before she gave a small nod and pushed the door open, planting her feet on the pavement.
〝 alright. let's move. 〞
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— even if you experience it.”
A dry chuckle escapes; frame melting into the seat a bit more, the male finally relaxing a bit more than prior.
“Wonder what Japan would be like though. . . Arasaka’d probably make sure I can’t enter the country.”
“City’s got a way of chainin’ you down. Makin’ sure you don’t escape.”
Slowly turning his attention to her, a brow arches ever so slightly.
“Shit like I said, I left and wound up comin’ back. . . Kinda like you said, doesn’t feel like there’s anythin’ else out there —
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— the bright glow of the afterlife burning in the distance.
〝 my father wanted us to return to japan one day, but it never happened. don’t know if it would’ve changed anything anyway. maybe i’ve already grown roots too deep into this city. 〞
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“Fuck I dunno.”
V lets out a soft chuckle; the male shaking his head ever so slightly, though he offers a shrug.
“Physically I’m sure you’re fine. Seem like a tough one to me. . . Let’s go—, mentally.”
Slowly does he rise; moving back toward the small vending—