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Song 08: Let it Snow!
Neku watched in awe as the snow continue to fall from the sky. This was the fiercest snow storm yet this season. Snowflakes danced outside his window, blanketing the city he loved in snow.
"A lonely snowy night, Neku?"
Neku turned from the window, unsurprised. "Joshua," he greeted, taking note of the cup of hot chocolate in his former partner's hands. Nothing Joshua did these days really surprised. Over the last few months, the Composer of Shibuya had taken to causally entering his house without any notice. At least, Neku thought, there wasn't any one home to question it most of the time.
"Well I have you for company, so yes a lovely snowy night, Josh," he dryly shot back.
Joshua gave a dramatic sigh, lifting his hand to his forehead. "I'm hurt, Neku," he teasingly mocked.
Neku rolled his eyes. "So why are you here?"
"Can't I just visit a friend?"
Neku snorted. "You're you, Joshua. You never do things without having something up your sleeve."
Joshua fell silent. He simply just stood next to Neku, staring out the window as the snow fell from the sky. Neku will never know, and he'll never tell, but Joshua was strangely uncomfortable. He wasn't use to saying things like this. Neku was right; he never did anything without having an underlying motive. Finally, he looked Neku in eye and simply said: "I'm simply here to say thank you."
Neku's stun expression was almost worth how painful that was to admit.