Morning came after what felt like forever for Ayaka.
First, it had been the sight of Yuki and Shin making love that kept her awake—then came the heavier burden: the lingering thoughts about what they really thought of her. The doubts they had about her. She had expected that by now, she'd have earned their trust—especially Shin's. But trust didn't come easy, she realized. If anything, it only meant she had to try harder.
Right in the next room, Shin had just wrapped up another intense morning session with Yuki when she asked casually, "Hey… by the way, what's your number?"
Shin blinked. "My number?"
Then it hit him.
"…Shit. I don't have a phone."
Yuki stared at him. "Wait. Seriously?"
"Even before the world began to rot, my phone was fried. I was living off my laptop."
Yuki sighed and rolled her eyes. "Typical."
Then she reached into her bag and handed him her phone. "Take mine. I'll grab a new one once I get to the next safezone. I'll call you."
