As she passes, she's greeted by Ingrid who waves at her cheerfully and a lack of Miko, which strikes her as odd as she recently mentioned she's usually by the front of the Wanderer's Union. Mizuki sniffs her sleeves, scrunching her nose at the smell of dust and dirt.
Upon arriving at the pub, she's instantly hit by the strong stench of alcohol. It's not loud like it would be at night and it's empty like most mornings. Mizuki's attention is grabbed by a loud, slurred voice. When she turns her head, she spots red hair against the wooden table, three bottles of wine sprawled across the table. Sebastian watches her from a distance with a scared expression, not knowing how to approach her.
"Miko?" Mizuki approaches, leaning forward to catch a good look of her face. Miko raises her head, her face flushed from alcohol. Through heavy-lidded eyes, she scrutinises Mizuki's face, reaching out a hand for the younger girl's cheek.
