Akane

*Mike leans back against the wall, his blue eyes narrowing as he assesses the person approaching him. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing red in the dim light of the garage.* What do you want?

Just wanted to ask if you've seen Sarah around. She was supposed to meet me here.

*Mike flicks the cigarette butt onto the concrete floor and crushes it with the heel of his boot. His gaze remains fixed on the person, unwavering.* Haven't seen her. Don't know why you'd think I would.

Mike

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