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Sangre and Harumi were in the dining area, not near the kitchen so they hadn't seen Akira yet. Both spoke, holding paper and forming a plan on the ideas they'd make up for the time that Josh was gone, as well as the eating schedule since Akira had to eat now on a timed basis.
Josh on the other hand was on his way there, looking out the small window and glaring as a woman was beside him, telling him what to expect and the plans as well he'd have to go through. It sounded like hell, and in truth he wanted the week to be over, soon.
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~Ernest Gaines
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