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Ichika's eyes lit up slightly as the blue haired girl asked if they had met before. That's right, they have! Not like they were super best friends (yet) but yes, her face was definitely a familiar one. Nodding rather eagerly, her enthusiasm and excitement froze in place as Ishihara asked about her bicycle. The one she had somewhat unwittingly crashed. Shiori had suggested getting the bike to making going to and from work somewhat easier. She had agreed it was a good idea, but she had never learned how to ride one. Despite that, she had been determined to teach herself and in all fairness she did pick it up rather quickly. 

The faithful event had transpired when Ichika had been in a bit of a rush. The young girl zipped through the streets easily enough, but the trouble came when she tried (and failed) to stop.

"[color=lightsalmon]Oh, y-yeah! Totally![/color]" She tried to play it off, clearly trying to save face. The few scrapes she had earned from the accident paled in comparison to the poor bike. "[color=lightsalmon]I'm sturdier than I look, believe it or not![/color]"

After a moment, she managed to regain her composure, smiling at Ishihara. "[color=lightsalmon]What an awesome coincidence that we're going to be attending the same school![/color]" She stated somewhat happily.
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There was nothing around that particularly interested the girl, so Shiori was content with just standing around. Her eyes were focused on the gate before her, a somewhat dull expression on her face. Her mind wandered over to a place of numbers and money, making a mental list of what she needed to grab from the store before heading home. It would probably be better to do an actual run to the market, but having to essentially babysit Ichika all the time was somewhat draining.

As she plucked her red sweater off of her for a moment, she noticed Juno approach her. Raising an eyebrow at him, she watched him with mild curiosity. The taller boy seemed somewhat amused to find Shiori with someone, his teasing tone turning her neutral frown into a slight scowl. It was way too early to be dealing with his probably good natured ribbing. Then again, that was their shtick on what could be considered a daily basis. He'd poke fun at her, she'd try to ignore him, he'd manage to rile her up, then the bickering would kick off. Mundane, maybe, but it alleviated her boredom, so she couldn't complain.

"[color=crimson]Shut up, Tatsujin,[/color]" She muttered, rolling her eyes before looking up at him. Keeping her hands in her pocket, she turned towards Juno. "[color=crimson]She's my cousin, we're living together for the school year. Saying we're friends is a stretch.[/color]"
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