MYS 46
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"Did you eat it?" hissed Jono, who for some time had been sitting beside the door leading to the garden. There's a minibar there. Ebi's favorite place when making sushi.
And it is also my fifth favorite place in this mortal world.
"Hmmm," I swear I'm getting sleepy, almost yawning if it weren't for the Caucasian guy.
"So when are you going to ask for the photo?"
"Eenggggg... just print it from your collection."
"Print?"
"Yes. Santi asked for a photo for the task of writing letters to idols. Got it?" I explained, half-closed eyes resisting the devil's temptation to sleep in place.
"I see. You want to sleep in the room or the sofa inside. It's a pity if you fall asleep here. Your body can all be sore." Jon's suggestion.
