Shredding

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Color

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Momoko mumbles a few dark, most likely curse words under her breath in Japanese. She picks up her pace and tightens the jacket around her waist. "Which way, Alex?" she asks innocently, not wanting to ruin her jeans more.

She looks down a hallway to the left, and the right, completely and utterly lost.
 
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Alex glanced up and down the hall. Her brain taking it’s time processing the question being asked, perhaps it was stress, her embarrassment for Momoko, or just fatigue from another sleepless night.

“Yeah it’s down this way.” Alex pointed to the right. She began to plot out a route in her head she was confident the least people as possible would see them.
 
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Momoko hugs herself. "It's always at the worst time." she mumbles, and not just talking about the blood staining her. The flood of emotions that it brought with it, making her a topsy turvy girl. And on top of that, a topsy turvy freak.

She sighs and lets her arms hand besides her with her head low.
 
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