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-𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡- ❝【𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓸-𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓪-𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷】❞
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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ ❛ Kenma's just stressed out right now. ❜ *+:｡.｡ ｡.｡:+*
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𝓐—fter many wrong turns and getting lost in a foreign neighborhood once or twice, Kenma made it to your apartment.
"We're here?" He questioned for what felt like the fourth time.
Taiyo looked outside the window in the backseat. "Mommy I think Khenma got lost again." It was dark outside so Taiyo couldn't really see much, but he knew this was definitely not where he lived.
"Well..." you didn't want to hurt Kenma's feelings. "The neighborhood does look a bit familiar Kenma." That was a lie. "You're on the right path."
"You said that two neighborhoods ago [Y/n]." This was exactly why Kenma had hired someone to drive him from point A to point B. Everything in this country looked exactly the same.
At first you were directing him by word of mouth, telling him to turn right, or turn left, but somehow that went wrong and you guys got lost. So now you couldn't even direct him to your house. To make manners even worse your phone had died.
