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THE NEXT DAY, Ember and Gia didn't have any shifts as it was a Sunday. So the night before, the pair had already made their plans for today. And the first thing on the list was getting ready to meet cinnamon roll, also known as Hiroshi.
The sound of the bell's ding-dong woke Ember up, her eyelids raising harshly as she was startled. Ember gazed at her soft, comfy bed one last time before she kicked her warm, weighted blanket off of her roughly, going out of her room, slamming the door shut.
Limping slightly, as she just woke up, going towards the door that lead to outside, "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY THE FUCK DID YOU JUST WAKE ME UP WHEN IT'S LITERALLY FIVE IN THE FUCKING MORNING!?" She shouted, clearly unhappy that she was woken up from her slumber.
"Gomen, Em. It's only me, Gia!" A familiar tone shouted from the other side.
Ember opened the door, leaning against the wall as she crossed her arms. "Be thankful that you're my bestfriend, or else I probably would be taken by the police for murder." She spat, slightly in a playful way.
It was in fact Gia, still in her pajamas but with a jacket as it was cold. She had a black backpack swung on her side, looking quite heavy and full.
