oh-yes-she-did

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I HAVE A TUNNEL DOG, AND HER NAME IS PRIIIIIIIYAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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6:02am
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How come I’m always falling over myself whenever Tatsuro’s around. And I don’t mean just trip over my words a little. No, no, no.
I mean fall flat on my face to the ground kind of falling over myself.

I did it in my sleep last night. I feel off the freaking bed, right out of Tatsuro’s arms. We were spooning (clothes on this time unfortunately) AND I FELL OFF THE BED. My unlucky husband woke up to me, who was still half asleep, moaning out and whining. Not to mention Hashtag’s meowing because she got scared from my loud banging around.

After my eyes fluttered open, I looked up to see Tatsuro peering at me. “Are you okay?” He has asked, almost awkwardly as he stretched out a hand and latched it to mine, pulling me back up. Meanwhile, as I propped myself back on to bed, my face went bright red, flushing with heat and colour.

“Y-yeah,” I managed with a soft sigh, glancing at the hotel clock (we’re still in Bolivia after all), it was about five, which was about two hours earlier than when Tatsuro needed to leave for work today. Shoot. He could have used the extra sleep, huh? Of course he could always go back to bed, but I knew he wasn’t the type of guy to crash right away unless he was completely overworked by his work or something. “I’m sorry,” I muttered sleepily, laying back down next to him and looking at him with apologetic eyes.

Of course, he didn’t seem upset with me about it. He hardly ever did. Instead, he gave me a smile and wrapped me back up in his arms. “It’s alright,” he began, just before I let out a squeak of discomfort as he brushed past part of my arm that had hit the floor. He seemed to notice the slight pain from the spot and he looked at me with eyebrows raised.

I tired to insist that I was fine, but he seemed to be worried. And get this. He kissed it better. Now I know that’s probably something more typical for someone to do for a kid, but I literally could have melted right then and there, because that wasn’t the only place he kissed better. He must have been either too tired to realize what he was doing, or my cheekiness had rubbed off on him because he kissed every spot on me that got bumped, and then some.

Needless to say for the time we did have before Tatsuro had to leave, wasn’t spent sleeping.

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11:46am
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It’s so lonely without Tatsuro here. I mean, I’ve been playing with Hashtag, and I suppose I could go sightseeing, but it’s not as fun without him.
He’s supposed to be home around seven tonight, so I’m waiting. I think for now I’ll just go look around.

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6:59pm
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It’s been a boring day but luckily Tatsuro’s coming home soon. I’m really excited. Although I’m kind of wondering when I started getting so lonely without people. I don’t like being away from him for long, especially in a place when I don’t know anybody else.

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7:44pm
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So I haven’t heard from Tatsuro, which is weird. I guess being a little late is normal in his job but Tatsuro always sends me a text or something at least.

I’m sitting on the bed, half reading a book as Hashtag rubs up against me, purring softly. I’m thankful she’s there because she’s the only reason I’m not glued to my phone.

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10:27pm
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I’m trying to call him but he’s not picking up. Three and a half hours late? That was a little over the top for him still not to be home wasn’t it?

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11:01pm
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Where the hell is Tatsuro?

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11:59pm
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My phone rang and I found myself scrambling to get it, hoping it was Tatsuro finally returning the n-amount of calls I had given him. I didn’t even bother checking the caller I.D. When I answered the phone, just forcing it open and bringing it to my ear. “Tatsuro?”

There was a long pause before a deep, unfamiliar voice crackled on the other side hesitantly.

“Mrs.Togoshi?”

My breath caught realising it wasn’t Tatsuro and the way he asked my name caused my stomach to turn. And for the right reasons too. As I muttered a yes, the voice continue.

“Detective Togoshi had been sent on an investigation today and hasn’t reported back to HQ, nor have we been able to establish his location. Mrs.Togoshi, I’m sorry, but as far as we can tell right now, your husband went missing.”

I didn’t hear anything else after that point, because the phone fell right out of my hand as that last word came through the speaker, and the phone cracked as it hit the floor, just like the way I felt my heart had.

Tatsuro was missing.
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