Prologue.
As though reading her mind, he posted another tweet. She replied. Without even looking at the number of messages exchanged between the two, she knew that there were at least two hundred. She sighed and threw her phone on the bed, knowing that she'll once again pick it up in the next couple of seconds. Thinking back she realized that this all started with just a simple retweet which developed into this monster of a public conversation. Surely her followers probably stopped reading her tweets by now… well except for one. Him.
He was a foreigner, and surprisingly enough he knew japanese relatively well too. She noticed him a while back but didn't pay him much attention, yet now… she, Salama, was captivated by him. His words were crude, but carried with them sincerity which she never really saw for a long time now. Looking at her phone, she bit her lip. She decided to stop replying and messaged him instead. Surely enough, he agreed, messaging her about himself feeling a bit too overenthusiastic making tweet after tweet. She chuckled. He, Reiner, was interesting.
She lost the notion of time and before long, it was already three in the morning.