Cresil didn’t hear an answer, making him sigh and walk out of the room, heading out the front door. He should have told him where he was going, for all he knew Aoki’s mind was going in different, negative directions.
Frowning faintly, Cresil kept walking, his eyes ahead, no where else, not even looking around at the stares from the demons around him.
As he got to his destination, Cresil quickly walked inside, going towards his boss’ office. What was his excuse? He never skipped out on his job, in fact he only ever skipped work once in his life and that was because he had to attend his fathers funeral.
Getting inside the room, he just hoped he thought of something fast that sounded realistic.
After only a few minutes, Cresil walked out and sighed in relief. He kind of told the truth, slightly lied as well. He just said that he had to look after someone who was incapable of doing much themselves and would only be there for another day. Cresil knew Aoki could do anything, or go anywhere he wanted, although he couldn’t just say ‘I’m skipping work for a guy’, it wouldn’t look very good on his part. Getting to his house, he had hoped Aoki didn’t leave, if he was able to, the thought slightly bothered him.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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