Unfortunately for Futaba, years of being stuck inside has not helped much with her cardio. Her full-blown sprint barely lasted until the end of the street, forcing her to take a second to catch her breath.
Her loud gasps of breath smothered the sound of a couple approaching pedestrians, their rambunctious chatter stuttering off as they noticed the completely bare girl hunched over on the corner of the street.
"Uh, excuse me, do you need-"
Futaba shot up, staring back at them like a deer would look at approaching headlights. Nothing but panic came to her mind as she suddenly gained the will to keep running, booking it straight to Leblanc. Whatever words were being shouted behind her were left unprocessed.
Finally she made it to the door, ramming straight into it... Before bouncing off and falling flat on her rear.
Futaba tried to ignore the stinging on her cheeks as she looked up, horror striking her with a single word hanging on the door...
"Closed".
This day, of all days, just HAD to be the one that Sojiro decided to close up early... Akira must have gone out somewhere as well. Without her phone, there was no way of knowing when they'd be back.
She couldn't stay here. The streets had begun slowly filling with people returning from school and work. Futaba suddenly remembered to cover herself with her hands when a random student nudged his friend, whispering something while pointing at her. She dropped to her knees, eyes shut tight as she tried to hold herself back from having a panic attack.
Where else could she even go? All her other friends live in different parts of Tokyo. There's no way she'd be able to get on a train to get them to help... Right?
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