Mori sighed heartily, and with a slight smile she groaned, "I'm right behind you, you look fine, etcetera, etcetera. We're not going to be all that late, just fashionably late."

She followed Chie towards the door and grabbed her coat and leaving it open. She rather enjoyed her outfit today, and she wanted to show it off. Mori stepped outside after her dear sister and locked the door behind them. She pulled out a cigarette and placed it gingerly between her lips, lighting it and inhaling the cool of the menthol. The cold of the menthol mixed with the cold of the weather blended into a smooth flow of ice down her lungs; exactly as she liked it.

Moriko couldn't stop thinking about the party that lie ahead. Taro was sure to be there, seeing as it was his apartment. At this point, she wasn't completely sure how she felt about the Sakana brothers and their pet pair of legs. She wasn't completely sure why Stems even bothered to invite her, even after the way she had treated him when they had first met. Given it was only recently men had become scum of the Earth when she met the guys, but she kind of felt bad.

She felt less bad about being ruthless to the brothers though, more so Jiro than Taro. Jiro was dating her only sister; the one person she could really be herself around. Mori had to make sure that her best friend and sister wouldn't go through the same bullshit she went through. Mori would be more than hurt if Jiro turned out to be one of those guys who only were seeking for a sex partner. Jiro didn't even seem like that type of guy, but then again, neither did her ex-fiance.

She took another drag of her cigarette.