25 Keikoku Road...25 Keikoku Road...
Yae took one more look at the back of the photograph to make sure she really was mumbling the correct address. Sure enough, her sisters words confirmed her thought, and she went back to walking slowly down the street and looking at the white numbers painted next to the curtained doors.
Hmm, lets see...21...23...Ah, here we go, 25. Her heart racing, she entered the building labeled as such, the smallest by far that she had seen on this street, and the closest to dilapidation.
Welcome! Can we interest you in a dog? A cat? A monkey?
After blinking from the shock of this sudden greeting from a short, scrawny man with glasses and spiked hair, as well as the fact that this shelter apparently had monkeys, Yae shook her head. Actually, theres a specific pet Im here to pick up. This one right here.