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... mi as we left the boba shop, watching the rigid set of Natalia’s shoulders with quiet satisfaction. The cool evening air carried the scent of rain, though the sky remained clear. Perfect walking weather—and perfect conditions to let Natalia stew in her own emotional turmoil.
"That was so fun!" Emi chirped, skipping ahead and turning to walk backward, facing us. Her blue hair bounced with each step, antennae-like strands bobbing enthusiastically. "We should do this more often."
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