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I’d ask her why she does it—curious, not preachy. She’d shrug, “Gotta eat, don’t I?” And I’d get mad—not at her, at the world. Why’s it gotta be like this? She’d smirk, “You gonna save me?” I’d snort, “Hell no, I can’t even save myself!” Total Tina moment—sarcasm drippin’ like cheap beer.

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Suddenly, it starts to rain. Of course! Just my luck. I scramble to pack up my stuff, and I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running down Takayanagi Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I’m laughing at myself, thinking, “This is gonna make a great story.”