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『 Hey hey hey, iiit's Leia...! Sorry I missed you, but I'm pretty tied up at the moment--probably chasing my next story. Leave me a message and I'll call you back as soon as I can. Thanks! 』 [ beeeep— ]

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[journaler]

Oh, yeah.

[If they linger around outside Tea for Two for too long, the cleaning bots might get ideas or something. She's been wary ever since...

Well, he knows.]

There's still some sunlight left. I might set up my booth for a while and head home after that.

[She gestures with a nod of her head.]

Let's head for the trains.

[rebelia]

[He needs to go through the metro if he wants to go back home, so IV obliges. He starts in the direction of the station.]

You're still manning the booth? How long is it supposed to be up for?

[journaler]

[Leia does the same. The answer to his question doesn't require much thought, thankfully.]

When else? Until Valentine's, of course. You know how it is with people doing things last-minute.

[She's confident her booth will see a burst of activity around the twelfth, thirteenth, or later, honestly.]

[rebelia]

You're going to have to stock up on the candy, then. Who knows how fast they'll go out on the day of?

[Since the booth is so close to the Game Center, it wouldn't be strange for couples to pass by and grab a pouch with a bunch of candy inside – or so IV assumes. This is also assuming that nothing happens during Valentine's.]

[journaler]

That's right! But I'm not too worried. I'm going to be ready.

[She pumps her fists, determined. She has no way of knowing the future and what might happen on the big day, but she can only hope for the best.

She doesn't really know how to live any other way.]

[rebelia]

[IV's only response is a growing curl in one corner of his lips while they continue on toward the station. There, he eyes the masses of people boarding the metro before he turns to face Leia.]

Here's where we part. You're going back to the Entertainment District, right?

[journaler]

[Following close behind, Leia nods, glancing at the people boarding before looking back at him.]

Yep. That's my ride.

[Meanwhile IV's is on another, opposite platform.]

So... we're okay now, right?

[rebelia]

[Having turned away, IV looks over his shoulder with an inquisitive hum.]

Ah, that? We are. It wasn't your fault.

[journaler]

[She knew that. She just wanted to hear him say it.

Satisfied, she lifts her hand in a wave, smiling brightly as usual.]

Good. See you later!

[With that, she makes her way over to the closing doors of the train. Her head is half turned as she pulls up behind the crowd heading in, but when he's out of sight completely, she'll face forward again, nearly running into the guy in front of her.

Typical. She laughs sheepishly, apologizing, but at least no one was around to see that.]