He got up, walked to the fridge, and pulled out a small potted succulent he’d bought the day after she arrived—just in case.
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She vanished with the sunrise, leaving behind a single feather and a refrigerator stocked with pudding. He got up, walked to the fridge, and
Thus began the most inconvenient roommate situation in Tokyo. He got up
“Nelly?”
A girl is floating outside his fifth-floor window. She has fluffy, downy wings, a halo that flickers like a cheap LED bulb, and she’s peering inside with the unabashed curiosity of a cat.
“You’re not doing anything,” he grumbled one rainy evening.