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(shortly after this.)
Miho eyes Goldy's door for a moment, before kicking it gently. She would knock, but her hands are full. Pizza in one, bottle of JD in the other. The wirekitty is perched on her shoulder carefully holding a tub of ice-cream.
"Could you let me in?"
Miho eyes Goldy's door for a moment, before kicking it gently. She would knock, but her hands are full. Pizza in one, bottle of JD in the other. The wirekitty is perched on her shoulder carefully holding a tub of ice-cream.
"Could you let me in?"
