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[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mk0PdLZqZqU][i]"All I'm trying to do is live my motherf***ing life. Supposed to be happy. You know... wear a smile on my face, but there's a demon inside."[/i][/url][/center]

[center][h2]Ward 7, Coffee Shop[/h2][/center]
"Don't worry about it...I give out free coffee all the time. It's a good thing I'm leaving this job soon anyway, I'd likely end up fired for the amount of free coffee I give out...and I was born here in Tokyo...not sure where though, I don't remember that much. My family moved around a lot...anyway...we're here" He nodded as he talked. [color=ed1c24]" Yeah well, I grew up in the first ward until I was sixteen and then...Just went off on my own."[/color] He trailed in at the end as his mind brought up the past. Jekyll was brought out of his thoughts with the delicious smell of freshly brewed coffee. [color=ed1c24]"Colombian Roast, Brazilian light roast with a hint of walnut, Dark Roast with Irish crème."[/color] He began to mumble to himself as he nearly floated over to the doorway of the shop. As the doorbell rung the man behind the counter seemed to look up with a slightly annoyed expression. [i][color=ed1c24]'Few minutes early? Is he always la-"[/color][/i] Stopped in mid thought at the sound of "Homeless" [color=ed1c24]"Heyy~ I'm not homeless. I just can't afford shelter."[/color] He frowned at the man who probably gave a smug look when his back turned away from him. Then to add insult to injury the word "stink" was brought into the mix as the man walked out. [color=ed1c24]"I stink?"[/color] Jekyll eyes widened ever so slightly as he scratched the back of his head, discreetly smelling himself. 

K gestured to the counter where he sat down and quickly took a sniff of his clothes. [color=ed1c24]"I don't stink.."[/color] He said with confidence that quickly lowered as he looked at K. [color=ed1c24]"I don't stink do I?"[/color] He gave him a semi somber look, which was kind of funny considering that he WAS homeless and a bit of a drifter, a nomad of sorts. He sighed as he looked at the counter. It's beautiful counter top a nice polished mahogany with a slightly darker oak finish along the front of it. [color=ed1c24]"Speaking of homeless."[/color] He looked up at K with a chuckle before looking down. [color=ed1c24]"Would you be able to tell me where I can find a place to stay cheep?"[/color] This was the only part about what he wanted to be that he hated. Consistently asking people for things. Sure, he would pay them back and then some but it was the initial question that always bothered him. [color=ed1c24]"I mean I'm a very tidy person, don't need much and am very good at staying out of the way."[/color]