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The day started as Tegome anticipated; She was awoken by the blinding rays of the sun beaming through the holes in the dusty brown curtain in her bedroom. She tried desperately to ignore the fact that she had to get up but her discipline wouldn't allow it. She sat up and rubbed her eyes; the room was dark except for the orange glow set by the sun rays. Tegome had nothing on which made her feel a bit exposed despite being in her own home so she decided to get up and put on her exotic flower pattered robe, then she tied her hair up and placed her headphones over her head while putting on sandles. This odd attire was chosen specifically because she had worked at a place which required more of a post civilized Japan. She walked to the exit of the apartment without attempting to grab herself something to eat and stumbled several times as she trudged up the stairs which led to the sidewalk of the busy street outside of her home.
Several businessmen passed by her looking at her, she believed they shifted a glance at her cleavage and who can blame them; but she was about to snap out of her fun and become expressive thanks to the aggravating, relentless efforts of the sun. She had under her right arm a small clipboard with one thought in mind; she had to find a job.
The streets of Karakura were bustling with alot of active adults, some were even going as far as shoving rudely pass anyone who happened to be in their way. Tegome had to suffer the rude and annoying statistic as she walked because she lacked money for a cab ride. After an hour of walking 3 miles to Karakura Hospital, she walked in through the entrance onto the marble floor. The hospital seemed not to have alot of patients or activity at the moment which made Tegome seem unneeded at the time. She contemplated coming back later but she told herself that she had to get this done.
Several businessmen passed by her looking at her, she believed they shifted a glance at her cleavage and who can blame them; but she was about to snap out of her fun and become expressive thanks to the aggravating, relentless efforts of the sun. She had under her right arm a small clipboard with one thought in mind; she had to find a job.
The streets of Karakura were bustling with alot of active adults, some were even going as far as shoving rudely pass anyone who happened to be in their way. Tegome had to suffer the rude and annoying statistic as she walked because she lacked money for a cab ride. After an hour of walking 3 miles to Karakura Hospital, she walked in through the entrance onto the marble floor. The hospital seemed not to have alot of patients or activity at the moment which made Tegome seem unneeded at the time. She contemplated coming back later but she told herself that she had to get this done.