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Shiori fidgeted with her menu fro for what seemed like the nth time. They had agreed to meet at one of the fancier ramen joints where rather than there be one large menu hanging above the kitchen individual ones were given out. Even if it was just one side of a piece of paper, Shiori still enjoyed being able to sit and decide instead of having to stand and look. Not that she had really been looking - not because she knew what she was going to get (most likely miso) but because she was meeting up with keic Keiichi for the first time since their trip to Miyagi. It hadn't been that long ago, but somewhow  somehow it felt like it had been years since they had last hung out. She wondered if he had changed much since their last meeting. Or if things had changed for him, rather, as she thought of the dungeon with a frown.

Slumping forward in her seat slightly as she leaned over the table, menu still in hand, Shiori sighed. She felt like she was about to meet up with a stranger for the first time.