[ He undoes his tie, loosens a few buttons down his shirt where his necklaces show, lets the cool night air hit him. He can turn off for the day. No one to order around, no one to show his fangs to. He takes her hand and comes to sit with her. He can't help but think of the hot summers in Tokyo, lolling out the window with Saejima while Yasuko sat in front of a fan. They'd gotten slivers of stars and light pollution, but they'd been together. That's really all that matters.
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He kisses her temple. ]
Nice out here.