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“I miss Himeko”
“You’ve been saying that for the past 2 hours, I know.” Silverwolf continued to shoot zombies at an arcade game.
“Have you seen the most recent video about me? Himeko is talking about me” Kafka shows Silverwolf her phone.
As for my encounters with Kafka, they were little more than footnotes in a bigger journey.
“She literally just called me useless” Kafka laid herself flat on the arcade floor.
Silverwolf quickly killed the remaining zombies and rubbed her eyes.
She’s supposed to be the adult here, how come I’m the one comforting her?!
“I’m sure she was just saying that for the audience, to spice things up, you know?” Silvie squatted down and tilted her head.
“OR! She loves someone else…” Kafka groaned and put her hands on her forehead.
“Where the flying fuck did you get that information...?” Silverwolf pinched the bridge of her nose. But Kafka didn’t respond, she was thinking about the worst possible things Himeko might do without Kafka.
Silverwolf took out her phone and texted Himeko. The only reason Silverwolf had her number was for emergencies. Emergencies like this one.
Silverwolf: lady help me
Minutes passed and Himeko finally replied.
Himeko: where are your manners?
Silverwolf: eiuneiugne
Silverwolf: Pretty please may you help me Miss Himeko Murata with a cherry on top.
Himeko: that was, what you youngesters would call cringe. Stelle taught me what that meant
Silverwolf:…okay
Silverwolf: can you come to xxx Arcade?
Himeko: I thought Kafka went with you to keep you company?
Silverwolf: why do you know that?
Himeko: Kafka told me
That woman is a fucking simp. Silverwolf thought
Silverwolf: anyway, I need you help with kafka
Himeko: whats wrong?
Silverwolf: she watched the recent video
Himeko: which one?
Silverwolf: the “keeping up with star rail” one. The one you were talking about kafka
Himeko: and?
Silverwolf: she became sad and now she thinks your gonna leave her
Himeko: oh
Silverwolf: ye…
Silverwolf: shes now lying down on the arcade floor, sulking
Himeko: are u srs? If this is a prank istg
Silverwolf: pictureofkafkalyingdownonaflooremotionless.png
Himeko: …
Himeko: send me the coordinates.
***
20 minutes later, Himeko arrived at the arcade and immediately saw the unfortunate situation.
“Silverwolf” Himeko whispered to get the shorter girls attention.
“Himeko,” Silverwolf walked to Himeko and crossed her arms “What took you so long?”
“Did you know you grew taller?”
“Wait, really?”
Himeko smiled and walked towards Kafka.
“WAIT HIMEKO ARE YOU SERIOUS?”
Kafka opened her eyes at the hearing of Himeko’s name.
“Himeko?” Kafka’s eyes softened
Himeko knelt down and cupped Kafka’s cheeks. “You look like a lost puppy”
“You’re really pretty” Kafka looked so emotionless.
“You have said that a lot” Himeko giggled.
“Not enough times” Kafka shook her head. “Do you still love me?”
Himeko sighed. “Sweetheart, of course I love you. Most of what I say for a camera doesn’t truly show my feelings for you.” Himeko leaned in to kiss Kafka and Kafka melted into the kiss. Kafka’s eyes fluttered shut and she sighed into the kiss in relief. The kiss was slow – gentle, in fact. To pour out their emotions for each other in this ‘simple’ act.
After couple minutes, Himeko broke the kiss and smiled at Kafka.
“Is that enough proof that I love you?” she tilted her head to the side
“..yeah” Kafka’s eyes were hazy.
Himeko took Kafka’s hands into hers and dragged her up so she was now standing.
“Are you going now?” Kafka looked a little sad
“You know it’s a terrible idea of you and I being seen together. It was already a risk for me to come see you in the first place.” Himeko held Kafka by her waist.
Kafka didn’t respond.
“You will visit me on the express right?” Himeko smiled
“Obviously” Kafka smiled at the thought of Himeko finally allowing her on the express.
Himeko kissed the forehead of Kafka and let her go.
“Goodbye my love” and Himeko was gone.
Kafka stayed still for a moment and before saying Goodbye even though Himeko was already gone.
“Are you done being gay now? I want McDonalds” Silverwolf appeared out of nowhere.
Kafka chuckled and shook her head.
“Sure, let’s go”