Who: Shiori + Anzai Where: A beautiful street What: LUNCH. When: One day and eight hours after Shiori comes back Why: Shiori likes to lurk and Anzai likes to Smile? D:
Shiori hadn't been to Noodle Alley in a long time, which made sense due to her total absence from the city. Or, well, island. She had been on a whole different planet, it had seemed, when she lived in Toko. Technically, she should still be in Tokyo, but the city didn't agree with her as well as she wished it would have. It hadn't agreed with her at all. She had missed her home town and actually being somewhat known instead of a faceless stranger in a crowd of thousands.
Needless to say, she was kind of disappointed not only in Tokyo but herself as well. She had thought she was stronger than that!
But, evidently, she wasn't. She couldn't even resist the urge to get a bowl of noodle from Ken Doi's little joint. She'd barely been back a day and here she was, already going out to eat instead of enjoying her mother's homemade cooking. Just what kind of daughter was she?