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Dark CloudSaturday Morning
Aoki knew what hangover were. There were plenty of those during her early university years, but that had been years ago. This hangover made he feel old. Made her feel like shit and made her feel like it was the end of the world. That Saturday morning she woke up in her couch with her heels and bra still one-- something she would never do on a regular day. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt the vomit raise from her gut and made her run to the bathroom as quickly as she could. Luckily she reached the toilet in time and cleaned up was averted. After a few more moments leaning against the toilet, Aoki took a long cold shower to help her headache and cement herself more into herself.
After the shower, Aoki had made her way up the stairs with Sötnos and Luci following her up to her bedroom. She only had a towel wrapped around her and another she was currently using to towel dry her hair. She was feeling a lot better after the shower, and the ache in her head was starting to wear off. While Aoki was quick to get drunk, she was also very resilient. As the woman approached her wardrobe something moved in her bed, she stopped as almost dropped the towel in her hands when she was a very very pretty woman sleeping in her bed with Sakura nestled next to her chest. She didn't remember meeting the woman that laid in her bed. She also didn't remember how Aoki got home from last night or what had happened. The last thing she remembered was The Sirens on stage and a girl with long blonde hair and one with short. Mari-something and Ash-something. She couldn't quite remember their names, but she definitely did not recall the woman in her bed.
Aoki then processed to wake up the woman, while still in her towel and question her about the whole night. The pretty woman, whose name was Xia, explained to Aoki what had happened during her drunken state. She also told her about the fight that broke shortly after and Aoki was quick to open up the news on her phone to see that the bar fight had turned into a whole club arrest. With that Aoki thanked Xia for taking care of her and gave the woman her personal bussiness card with her name and her personal email and number. To Aoki's luck, Xia didn't tell her about the embarrassing things she had told her or how Aoki had kept calling her "pretty lady" for almost an hour. At least she was spared that as Xia left Aoki's apartment.
Aoki vowed never to drink alone ever again.
Monday Morning
Location - Coffee Pot - Swan Songs
Reports of a Zombie Confirmed False
Aoki read the small section of the newspaper from her laptop screen as she sipped her black coffee from a tall blue mug. The Coffee Pot was the only place in Sol that made their coffee strong enough for her to enjoy. Americans had such bland and sensitive tastes that this was the only place other than home where she would have her morning coffee. Aoki still had about two hours before heading to work, so killing some time here by herself reading the false zombie break and the interview with The Sirens was a rather nice way to spend it.
She was checking her emails when she saw one come in from a Marinalia Romus Olympus. Rather fancy name, maybe it was a client from another country inquiring about her art work? A rich person who was offering her to pay her a big sum of money for one of her paintings? "Oh!" It was the nice woman that she had met at the club on Friday. The one with the English accent. Had it been English? Aoki shrugged and quickly typed down a response.
Hello, Marinalia! It's so nice to hear from you! I'll be honest and say it took me a while to remember you, but I am so
grateful you took care of me. I wasn't involved with the arrests that followed shortly after. Luckily Xia helped me home. I heard that
Ashton was hurt in the fight. Please do tell me she is doing just fine and isn't still in jail. I would love to thank her for what she did
and to make sure she is doing okay. I owe you one for helping me out that night, even if I don't remember much of it. If you can
get hold of Ashton's information, I would love it if you shared it with me. I owe her a lot too.
- Aoki Reyna Sandström
grateful you took care of me. I wasn't involved with the arrests that followed shortly after. Luckily Xia helped me home. I heard that
Ashton was hurt in the fight. Please do tell me she is doing just fine and isn't still in jail. I would love to thank her for what she did
and to make sure she is doing okay. I owe you one for helping me out that night, even if I don't remember much of it. If you can
get hold of Ashton's information, I would love it if you shared it with me. I owe her a lot too.
- Aoki Reyna Sandström
She hit the reply button and looked up from her laptop screen to look around the building. There were quite a lot of people flooding in, but she didn't recognize any of them. Even so, Aoki appreciated the moments she had to herself and a nice cup of black coffee. Two hours. What could Aoki do with two hours other than reading the paper and watch people come and go from the establishment? She could take a walk in the park, or head over to Sawn Songs to see if any new albums from her favorite bands had been stocked. Perhaps she could do that instead of wasting her time in here watching people.
With her decision made, Aoki put her laptop away and drink the last drops of her coffee before slapping a tip on the table and leaving the building. She made her way down the street. As the days grew colder, Aoki dressed with more and more layers on. The cold was something she missed greatly from Sweden. Coats and scarves were something that Aoki had always had an obsession over. Today Aoki wore slim black trousers, tan heels, a white button-up shirt and a tan coat with a grey scarf that kept her neck and cheeks warm from the cold. While her clothes were rather tame and professional, the things that stuck out was always her very light blue colored hair, that was let down and curled in soft waves that framed her face. Aoki always did try to dress up for work, even if she didn't want to. She had to maintain a professional look amongst older co-workers that hard worked in the Sol Museum for so long.
As Aoki made her way inside the store, she was greeted by the warmth of the establishment and the smell of old paper. While the store had various kinds of music from various time periods, the older stuff was always placed at the front. It was something that Aoki loved about the store. She considered a traditon to browse through the cold music first to see if she could find any hidden gems amongst the old rcords. No such luck today, so she moved further back to check out the newer albums under the metal section.
