Kyoko was incredibly glad to be home. The tour dates this time had left her with so little time to see anyone or even think clearly. She only hoped that Dwight and Miho hadn't thought she was angry with them for some reason. She also hoped they were home.
She unlocked the door to their home and walked in, stretching her back, groaning a little as she heard the vertebrae pop with the movement. She moved further into the house, closing the door and dropping her keys onto a nearby table, her luggage being pushed just out of the way. She'd drag it upstairs later.
She unlocked the door to their home and walked in, stretching her back, groaning a little as she heard the vertebrae pop with the movement. She moved further into the house, closing the door and dropping her keys onto a nearby table, her luggage being pushed just out of the way. She'd drag it upstairs later.