Doktor Faust: And getting going again… (speaks about "neglecting accounts" and what-not )
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Anzu hadn't talked much on the way back to her house, other than to ask Honda for a good excuse (he was good at those, if anything), and Honda had just kept trying to probe her for information about the mystery man in the alleyway. She continually slowed her pace, mentally racing through her options. Was her only option to rationalize? She broke the silence.
"Honda, have you thought of a good one yet?"
Honda turned his head to look at her. She stared back with pleading eyes.
"Sorry, I got nothing… Hey, just blame it on me! Tell 'er that I had to stay after school and I asked you to stay and wait on me."
"But my cell phone! I could have called her at any time…" Anzu paused here and let loose a sigh. "But, that's the best we've got so far. I hope my mom buys it."
And so continued the walk in silence.
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Her mother had bought it. Anzu was lucky beyond everything today. She had, however, opted against telling her mother that she had been attacked today. Her mother was overprotective as it was; Anzu didn't need her on her back every minute of the day. In fact, she'd probably never let Anzu go out again. The schoolgirl at the very least wanted the freedom to walk home.Sleep came hard that night, though, as the scene of the man grabbing her replayed itself over and over in her head. And what was even more detrimental to her rest was that she was forcing her brain to search for the answer to whom, exactly, he was. Her restlessness was increasing rapidly as she fought to subdue the thoughts.
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Doktor Faust: Sorry it was so short, but I wrote this on a whim in about ten minutes. XD
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