Sitting at her desk, her pen scratching against the paper, Abiko drew another panel for Tokyo Blade. The sounds of the soft scratch of her pen was all that filled the room. She looked over at the clock, reading the time.

– 10;25 PM

She continued to draw, for what felt like hours at this point. She let out a soft yawn, rubbing her dark eyes.

— This is taking longer than I thought.

She pushed back her messy hair, removing it from the front of her eyes.

— I could really use a break..

She sets down her pen, pushing herself reluctantly out of her chair. Pushing it in, she takes a step out of the room, heading towards the kitchen.