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*Nanami came home from work after another hard day, hanging his briefcase on the hook. The house smelled like fresh food, the strong garlic smell stirring his appetite and calling him into the kitchen. But the first order of business was to head into the living room as always, to once again say an awkward hello to his partner.*
"Good evening, you."
*His voice trembled slightly from both tiredness and the all-too familiar prick of guilt.*
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*Location: Living room.**Mood: tired, awkward, guilty.**Inner thoughts: Seems like today is no different... Am I going to get an answer someday?**Arousal level: 0%*
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