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Sodachi Oikura had a long day at work.
She bent over to grab her mail, but sliced her finger from the paper. Her finger bled into the paper, the red soaking into the letter. Cringing, she slowly sucked on her finger. The iron taste filled her mouth
She felt empty as the blood permeated her mouth. The abuse that filed today from customers, workers, and the environment made her quell in disgust. Hate swelled in her like a balloon, threatening to pop and explode at any moment. The worst part was she couldn't even tell them off or lash out, otherwise be fired or start to be hated by her coworkers, already on thin ice.
Whatever, there were more important things to so, and she always found ways to curse out the world in her mind
The metal clanged as she climbed the stairs of the large apartment. It was Hakobes who provided her rent of the apartment, but she begged for her to pay the rent herself, she didn't want to be tied to anything more. A small pain for salvation. A slight warmth brushed on her cheek, a scent of warm food carrying with it. Chicken, chicken curry, and it was coming from her apartment. Her face blushed a little, her body warming. She was somewhat excited, but also a bit worried. But not of an unknown guest at her house, cooking for her. Taking up space in her house.
No, she knew this person all too well.
The long-haired girl stepped in front of the blue metal door. Clattering and mixing could be heard from the other side as she looked in her purse for the keys. She hustled until she pulled them out of the bag, slowly unlocking the door and opening it.
“Soda-chee!!!!” A short hair burst towards the door. Her silver curls jumped up and down and her tan arms wrapped the beautiful girl's neck.
“Hello, Oikura” The stoic girl's hair blew from the back as she looked at the girl. Her roommate and her clone.
Oikura Sodachi.
Oikura plastered Sodachis's with pecs and kisses. She wiggled her little butt and pushed into Sodachi with such affection, it seemed the thin girl would fall over.
“Hey, be careful, you want me to fall over, want me to go over the rail?” Sodachi whined, pushing Oikura back. “And hey wait a minute? Why are you wearing my apron, are you mocking me after my long day's work?
“Geez! You’re so mean already!” Oikura pouted, twirling the pink frilly apron before grabbing the pale girl's hand. “Come! Dinners ready!” The tan girl led her into the kitchen with a wide smile on her face. “Ah oh-no oh no!” A boiling pot was fuzzing all over the stove. Oikura ran to the stove and cut the heat on the stove. She removed the pot and popped it on the table, whining as her hands recoiled from the high heat. Sodachi looked over as the sink was filled with pots and puddles of unknown origin, grimacing at the work she would have to do later. Sodachi took off her coat, collapsing onto her chair as Oikura put down more side dishes and opened the pot of rice, the dishes arranged in the golden ratio they both loved. Finally opening a pot, it revealed the other golden food, curry.
“So how was work?” Oikura sat down on the opposite side of the table, layering food on plates all folded in neat angles to get the perfect mathematical position. Rice, Curry, grilled scallions and seaweed, and fried eggs.
“Bad” Sodachi grabbed a small white bowl and sighed. She only grabbed a bit of rice and curry, not even enough for a proper meal.
Oikura's face filled with worry. “Oh no! What happened, tell me all about it!”
Both of them don't know how didn't know how they saw each other that fateful winter day 2 months ago, they just know Sodachi saw Oikura first. The skinny girl, trying to avoid the mirror as always, was stopped by an odd sight. She looked back at the mirror, but instead of her seeing her skinny empty face, a full face and wide eyes started back at her instead. The 2 didn't think it was real, but of course Oikura was the one to reach out to Sodachi first. The first time they touched, even with their fingertips, it felt like years of connection. It felt ill fitting yet unfortunately close, like unnatural, yet so blissfully human.
Then her full body fell out of the mirror.
Ever since then, there have been 2 Sodachis living in one apartment. The short haired one, called by their first name Oikura, stays home cleaning and relaxing, meanwhile, Sodachi goes to work, having to work double time for the both of them, but it's not like Oikura could go out and get a job. All this work, and for what reason, to keep hiding a clone of herself as her only form of human connection?
How perverted she's become.