- ♦ Song of Healing: Write about your character tending to my character’s wounds.
Fate was a strange thing.
“A…re…re…? Kuroba?”

A very strange thing indeed,
Fate was a strange thing.
“A…re…re…? Kuroba?”

A very strange thing indeed,
It’s always the fair that die young.

“Hotsuin…"
One tragic accident later and Shinichi found himself at the albino’s grave. What had happened? Who had caused this? Well, I’m not going to spoil you so just read the drabble in the subtle link. Come on, you lazy bones! Geez.
Despite having screamed from his office earlier, it wasn’t like Shinichi was the person to scream. Whenever he did was in rare cases and certainly not for himself. Oh no, never for himself.

“That’s strange…” Shinichi muttered to himself as he looked through the window. Unbeknownst to him, another person had entered the room by now.
Surely, this must be a coffee shop and not a Dutch one, at that. Nope. It was English, so it definitely was a normal coffee shop.

Trust me, Shinichi’s mun knew all about Dutch coffee shops.
Somehow Takashi had heard of the accident.

Ring ring.
Huh? Miyako Hotsuin calling? Why now of all times? She never reached out to Shinichi, unless—
Yeah, it must be for blasted work!

Shinichi picked up the phone.
