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Harumi smiled in return, nodding her head and finishing up the dishes, allowing them to air dry so that Sangre could cook for the others. "We'll cut the oranges once we're there, so that the butterflies get the fresh juice right out of the orange."
Sangre glanced at the phone on the table, grinning from ear to ear but trying his best to act as though he hadn't seen him leave it behind. Slowly he snuck it against his side and looked over at his girlfriend, smiling slightly when she noticed, clearly not liking his actions but she kept quiet.
"I'll make sure to stop by and visit before we go." Sangre assured.
Harumi nodded and walked over to Akira, grasping his hand and handing him an orange with the other. "Come on, let's go." She smiled as she walked over towards the doors.
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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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