@anemoneas โ โ โ โ only the hands of the clock ticking by were loud enough to distinguish. at least until the rotation of her chair squeaked.
โ soใhave you been keeping yourself in shape ... or should i draw a blood sample now.แฃ โ
@anemoneas โ โ โ โ โ no one from our society.
i conduct business between shibuya and tokyo these days ... so the bodies just pour in.
especially when morgues are overflowing. โ
it was quiet in the room whenever their voices dropped. ๐โโโ
@anemoneas โ โ โ โ โ โ difference isใyou get to leave when you're finished. โ
shoko's gaze drifts over toward an examination table where a covered body lie waiting for her attention.
โ โ โ โ โ โ i don't. โ
@anemoneas โ โ โ โ โ โ yeahใโ she says quietly. โ you are. โ
she set the documents back down onto the chilling table surfaceใleaning back in her chairใrubbing two fingers slowly against the ache between her brows.๐โโโ
@anemoneas โ โ โ โ still.แฃ you say that as if it ever stops. occasionallyใi'm called in at local clinics ... and even hospitals. it's funny โ bodies never seem to stop piling up.
โ warm brown irises liftใstaring up at her friend with tired lids ready to fall. โ
โ โ โ โ โ ๏นin one handใshe held onto a couple of lottery ticketsโsilently contemplating on scratching now or later. ears prickใattention snatchedใamiable brown eyes look at the bag of chips offered.๏น
โ no thanksใnot much of a chip girl โ or sweets for that matter. โ
โ โ โ โ โ doesn't sound like a complaintใsounds to me like you wouldn't mind the company. โ
โ hands neatly tucked within her pocketsใthe doctor followed him from the convoy and outside. once they were stationใshoko leaned against the building's brickwall. โ๐โโโ
( a low chuckle, and he's dropping a few bags of snacks onto the counter and some folded notes, taking his change and pocketing it. )
"all i'm hearing is that this won't be the first time."
( he smiles and walks past her, nodding for her to join him outside the shop. )
โ โ โ โ โ ๏นshe took her time removing the plastic from around itโa good way to keep the delinquent talking.๏น
โ your tab starts tomorrow. โ
โ โ โ โ โ i'd like to think it's the principle of asking someone for something. or did you not learn thatใfushiguro.แฃ โ
โ the carton of cigarettes she swiped from off the counter were a specific brand. seven stars. a pure classic. โ ๐โโโ
โ โ โ โ โ hm.แฃ โ
โ she turned her head just enough to peer over her shoulder up at the man behind her. a dryใlittle snort followed by a gentle laugh. โ
โ โ โ โ โ ...you planning on paying me back.แฃ โ
"that's a good brand."
[ standing behind @NicotineCall in line at the convenience store. referring to the fresh pack of cigs she was walking away with. ]
"mind if i bum one off of ya?"
@mortuiviventes_ โ โ โ โ โ hand it over. โ
โ she didn't raise her voice โ but the sternness clearly held the words to high standards. hand on displayใpalm side up.
she felt something ... or someone's grubby little hand in her coat pocket moments earlier. โ
@mortuiviventes_ congratulations.
he took what's known as 'i.o.u. gojo bucks.' in short ... dollars that satoru gojo owes her on a tab. butใthe boy wasn't as cunning as he suspects โ shoko looks over her shoulderใbody half turned to meet his.
โข โข โข ๐โโโ
โ โ โ โ โ ๏นshe sighedใsitting down in front of a desk full of papers scattered from all directions. nothing made sense anymoreโtimeใsleepใworkใall of it seemed to take its toll but she was used to it. insomniaใalcoholใ and cigarettes were her closest friends.๏น