>>19087800After Kanako's little sparring session, the two parted ways, but not before Kanako harassed Nika until she got her phone number. Prophet arranged a ride for Nika to an apartment she could use. Kanako went home and changed, before heading downtown to do some grocery shopping. Her employer had provided her a new identical black SUV to use. While waiting in the check out with a cart filled half with some basic staples and half full of candy and ice cream, she checked her phone.
>Oh crap, I missed a text...oh...oh fiddlesticks. How am I supposed to explain Nika to the rest of the dojo girls? She never agreed to apologize like I asked...Kanako mumbled to herself.
"Just don't mention it. I've been working on something to help cover you." Prophet's voice rang out in her ear.
>Huh? Oh, thanks Proph-wait are you reading my text messages?!Kanako asked aloud, other customers in the grocery store as Kanako blushed and shut up before starting to respond to the text.
"Hi Sola! ^^ I've been a lil busy with personal stuff, but sure I should have everything wrapped up! Thanks for checking on me, everything's good though! I gotta get back in the ring soon :D"
