Komorebi

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Someone likes putting on a show, Olivia thought to herself as she listened to Haze's strung-together analogies.

"Ah," she sighed with feigned disappointment. "So therein lies the problem. We're not intimate, long-lasting friends." She leaned back again, sipping her rice wine. "Terrible shame, that."

She was quiet for a minute, enjoying the peacefulness of the café, the distant chirping of a bird, and the faint buzzing of New Tokyo's busy air traffic.

"Making friends isn't one of my strengths anyway. They just tend to...," she thought for a moment, looking for the right words. "Complicate things." Her gaze wandered off across the terrace, her mind apparently wandering off along with it.

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Olivia Sable