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sounding desperate.                            “I will, but you'd better wait in your car and lock the door. It's not safe to be out on the streets.”              
                  There were plenty of people milling about at this hour, trying to stay warm from the freezing cold, as the shelters for the homeless were filled beyond capacity. People huddled together on street corners, pacing back and forth, while holding signs that asked any passerby for assistance, whatever they could spare. As if their misery wasn't bad enough, they still had to contend with the thugs in the gangs and the thugs in blue.                              After twenty minutes had past, she heard Dorian’s familiar vintage Camaro rumbling down the road. He pulled alongside her car and got out to inspect it, thinking that she had been in an accident or something. Yuki rushed to his side, wrapped both arms around him and began crying, speaking in small bits of English and mostly Japanese between sobs.              He patted her on the head as she rested it on his chest. She instantly felt better, in an almost supernatural way.                                                         “I have to use the restroom very much.” she said, looking up at him the way a child does when they have already had a small accident in their pants.                                                                                                                              “There’s a 24 hour pharmacy up the road. We’ll stop there.”               As they made their way, Yuki started telling Dorian about her day, why she had to leave early, and everything that had happened, at lightning speed.                                                                                                                                             “Okay, slow down for a minute. We’ll go in together, you take care of your business and we’ll continue this conversation when you get out,” he said as he pulled into the parking lot.                                                         Yuki was trembling from what appeared to be hunger, so he grabbed her a Snickers bar and some juice while she finished using the restroom.
                  When she came back out Dorian was waiting for her at the front with bag in hand. “Let’s get you something to eat. You look famished,” he said, handing her the candy bar and the drink. Yuki loved chocolate so this was a gift from heaven.                                                                                                   He opened the car door for her and she got inside. The seat made a creaking sound from the aged springs. The heater in the car gave out stale, lukewarm air that added to the unique scent of old car mixed with chocolate, cheap bathroom soap from the pharmacy, and oranges.               Now that she felt safe, her energy returned to her with each passing moment. Looking over at him, she became mesmerized by his luminescent white hair and his unusual looking eyes. A small slit of eerie glowing light seemed to occasionally show itself around the bottom of his grey iris. She dismissed the phenomenon as a trick of the light and her fatigue.                            “It’s kind of late so there won’t be much that’s open right now. Are you okay with Mickey D’s?”