Sakura
June 26, 10:23 am, London, England
"It really ended," said Michi softly, staring at his phone, headphones in. His face was contorted into an expression of discomfort.
Sakura fought the urge to roll her eyes. She had work to do, and goddamnit, she was going to do it.
At this KFC. Under the Tower of London.
They had been in London for a few days now, and Sakura was tired of being a tourist. Katsuo and Ayai insisted on relaxing for the first few days at least, then went on to drag Sakura around, pointing out famous landmarks and whatnot.
If Sakura were honest, however, she was more fascinated by their AirBn* than any of the landmarks. Well, not really, but she had been shocked when they pulled up to the old apartment complex.