Avani noticed in a half-awake state that Kasai was gone early the next morning. There was no one to spoon and hug close to herself when sleeping. After all these weeks they’d shared a bed it left her feeling empty, but she smiled. It was pleasant to have gotten used to sharing a bed with someone she liked. Soon she fell asleep again, too tired to question where Kasai was.

Some time later, she was uncertain of how long, Kasai returned to the bedroom with some good news. “Yay~” Avani muttered into a pillow, without moving or opening her eyes. She purred when Kasai leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. It almost made her eager to get out of bed and get their one final task over with before they went on vacation. 

Thankfully, Kasai had yet to call the reporter so she had a small amount of time to remain in bed before she was going to be forced to wake up. Avani could hear Kasai talking with someone in the kitchen, and once she went silent she decided she had to get ready. She rolled out of bed and hit the floor with a thud, but she bounced back up on her feet. The clothes she got dressed in that morning were black and tight, with the intention to make an impression to this reporter, as threatening if nothing else. Kasai’s guard dog, she laughed to herself.

Avani walked out into the living room, and posed to Kasai to show off her muscles in the tight clothing. She wasn’t as impressive as she’d once been, but hopefully the vacation would come with some cool new athletic experiences. “I’m gonna look like she better write about us.” Avani said with a grin. “Or else.” The eyepatch and the tattooed arm would probably have sufficed on their own.

She laughed, then grabbed the keys to her motorcycle off of the table she’d put them on. “I’ll drive. Let’s hope they serve breakfast wherever we’re going.” She walked up, pressed herself against Kasai and snatched the envelope with a written address on it from her to see where she was supposed to drive them. “Oh, this is a café I think. Lovely.” 

They headed out to her motorcycle, and locked the apartment after themselves. Avani drove them to the address in question, but it took longer than she had meant to because she didn’t really know the way as well as she had thought. They arrived eventually though. She parked her motorcycle against the sidewalk, and rushed into the café. She had gotten quite hungry by then, but with her newfound wealth she’d be able to order just about anything. 

Avani took a table for them in the corner. “I’m guessing this reporter isn’t here yet?” She said while waving a waiter over to them. After looking over the menu for a second, she began to order. “Waffles, pancakes, two chicken sandwiches, and a house special.” She turned to Kasai. “Do you want anything, babe?”