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Tomoko set her phone down on the table, and sighed. She was finally at the end of a busy day; there were a few meetings she attended and, while she wasn't expected to do more than smile and nod at times, she found them draining, nonetheless. Her agent did most of the talking, and while she's grateful for that she also found it mildly annoying that it meant her presence in these meetings was mostly for show.
But that was over. Her next appointment with him would be in two weeks, so for now she was free to do as she pleased. Which included meeting up with an old friend - one she hadn't seen for quite some time now.
Idly, she wondered how well he was doing, and if he was still in touch with the other members of the Kamen Rider Club.
And if he knew where Ryusei was.
Tomoko sighed again.
...maybe not.
But that was over. Her next appointment with him would be in two weeks, so for now she was free to do as she pleased. Which included meeting up with an old friend - one she hadn't seen for quite some time now.
Idly, she wondered how well he was doing, and if he was still in touch with the other members of the Kamen Rider Club.
And if he knew where Ryusei was.
Tomoko sighed again.
...maybe not.