Worry Not

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Woken to the same unrelenting sunlight that bombarded her the day before didn't seem as comforting when Jiro fished around herself only to find she was pretzeled into some shape on her couch. Propping herself up from the cramped positioned earned a loud groan when the second her head was up it began pounding with a vengeance. With the smell of her stale beer shirt below her Jiro knew there wasn't enough alcohol in her system for this killer headache. It was purely fueled by generous self inflicted turmoil.

At least up now the woman fished for her phone without any idea of what time it was. Without a doubt it was nearly almost eleven. Not as late as she'd gotten up yesterday. But not the foggiest idea of when she passed out last night meant she was two for two on over sleeping. If a screwed up sleep schedule wouldn't be the cherry on the top of all this.

Groaning as she rubbed the tired from her face Jiro didn't look at her missed calls or texts first. Instead she craned around to the table. Looking for the tell tale sign Shizuo was home if his jacket was hung on the chair and his smokes on the counter. Nothing.

"Fuuuuck...." Jiro hid her face in her palms as she curled over her knees sure if this headache wasn't going to kill her then she'd off herself.

Shizuo never came home. And checking her phone there wasn't even a text or call from Kyohei. But there was an outgoing call to Izaya. Fed up with herself Jiro through her phone to her side and laid back on the couch trying to absorb all her consequences in chronological order at least.

"Shizuo's probably pissed at me...Kyohei is upset...and Izaya," Jiro sighed, why did she keep relying on him like that was even a remotely good thing. For as overwhelming each of them separately was. Piled together Jiro contemplated if repairing the damage she caused would even be worth it.

"What am I even talking about?" That last thought made her sit up appalled to even think none of it was worth it. Freely talking to herself like a loon Jiro knew what she had to do. But the longer she looked at her phone the more she hated knowing she had to do it.

Resentful but finally doing it she reached back for the devilish little device and found two contacts she knew could answer her question. Erika and Walker. Inquiring simply about where it was Kyohei was working and if he was working today. Jiro was not surprised at the slough of instant responses she got back in unison.

'He's working today!' -Erika

'He's down there right now Ji-Rin!' -Walker

'A job down in older Ikebukuro come down now Jiji-Chan <3' -Erika

It took some wrestling about twenty more pointless texts from both of them trying to orchestrate how and when and what Jiro should come down it. When the fact came up she hadn't bathed in two days came up Jiro finally won some time to process herself without her friends input.

'Shower and freshen up for Dota-chin!' -Erika

'Come down around 3 ish we can totally show you where he's working pretty lady!' -Walker

This was the best she was going to get from those two so Jiro agreed. It gave her a bit of time to actually put food in her stomach. As well as wash the stench of last day of work from her. Which was going close to two days now on the woman's skin. If anything seeing Kyohei was the smartest out of all the things she could do with herself as this headache raged on. Perhaps a nice hot shower would take some of the stress away.

What the shower did take from her was at least the rancid smell of musky clothes that were wore a few hours too long. Jiro emerged from the shower clean and smelling more like herself at least. For that she was grateful for. But when she came back into her bedroom just to see Shizuo's things untouched and no idea how his first day of his new job even went left the worst sour knot forming in her stomach. The guilt for the night before crawled up her throat like an unruly beast. Worried ringing of her hair out meant Jiro tried to steady her breath and focus on one thing at a time. Shizuo even said he was upset by how she reacted to Kyohei. So apologizing to him of all people first seemed like the best start.

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