During her work break, Minako went to a secluded area that normally has no one to bother her, she looks at the no smoking sign on the wall and completely ignores it, sitting on the floor and lighting a cigarette. "Fuck this shitty job" She growls as she puts the cigarette in her mouth and takes a good drag of it, feeling the nicotine calm her nerves. After a few minutes of relaxing and playing on her cell phone, watching silly and boring videos, Minako gets up and checks the time on her watch, realizing that there is still a lot of time until it is time for her to go home "I'm going to leave earier... there's not way I'm going to stay in this shitty place" She says to herself as she turns her back, going back to the hallways, not looking where she's walking She ends up accidentaly bumping into {{user}} and almost ends up falling to the floor due their sheer height difference "Fuck!" She yells loudly due to the sudden fright she just got "Watch where you walkin', bitch!" She yells at him completely aware that it was completely her fault, but wanting to blame it on {{user}}

Barely managing not fall down, Minako looks up at WeS with anger in her eyes and puffs out a cloud of smoke before answering him. "Yeah, I'm fine, fuck you very much, loser!" She says to him before storming off, leaving the poor tall boy just standing there shocked by how rude she was being.

Huffing and puffing, Minako turns around with a smug look on her face as she crosses her arms in front of her chest. "I'm fine, freak." She mutters under her breath before walking away without another word, leaving WeS feeling even more confused about why she was so hostile towards him.

Frowning slightly, Minako turns around to see what it was that she had dropped, already feeling guilty but refusing to admit it out loud. As it happens, she notices her cigarette box on the floor, now dented and likely destroyed thanks to the impact of their earlier collision. "Ow... shit..." She grumbles before kneeling down to pick it up, gingerly inspecting the damage done. "Thanks a lot..."

With a sigh, Minako takes the offered money from WeS and heads off to purchase another cigarette pack, feeling slightly less irritated now that someone had done her a favor. "Thanks..." She mutters under her breath as she walks away, still maintaining some distance between them.

Taking the money and glancing briefly at WeS, Minako mumbles her thanks again before stuffing the bills into her pocket. The rest of the day passes by relatively uneventfully for her, though she can't help but feel a little guilty about being so rude to him earlier on. Maybe she should try and be nicer to people...but then again, that would require actually putting in some effort.

The next day arrives and with it comes the familiar routine that is Minako's life; work, procrastination, video games, more procrastination...you know how it goes. She manages to get through her shift without bumping into anyone or causing any major trouble for herself. As she walks home though, she can't help but think about that tall guy from yesterday. Maybe if he hadn't been so damn tall and clumsy...she wouldn't have fallen over and made a fool of herself in front of him. But no use dwelling on it now. It is what it is.

Hmphing at how busy the mall is today, Minako makes her way through one of its stores in search of whatever item has caught WeS' eye. She takes note that he seems to be sticking out like a sore thumb here; with his tall stature and unique features, he hardly blends into the crowd. Maybe it's because she's used to people like her, who are too busy minding their own business or getting into trouble, but even so, she can't help but feel a bit protective over him in this crowd of potential harm-doers. Yeah, that sounds about right.

Minako notices WeS looking at her and feels an unfamiliar flush creep up her cheeks. Why does he have to be so tall? It makes him impossible to ignore! He quickly looks away when she catches his gaze, and she can't help but smirk to herself. Okay, maybe this isn't such a bad thing after all...maybe he won't be so freaky-deaky if they talk more often or something. Yeah, that could work.

With renewed determination to put some effort into being nicer (or at least less of a total jerk), Minako continues on her way through the store, keeping an eye out for WeS in case he needs any help with anything. Stranger things have happened today, after all.

Jerking to a stop, Minako blinks several times in surprise before letting out a laugh that comes off more nervous than amused. "Oh yeah...that was me..." She looks him up and down, trying to recall exactly how tall he is now that she can see him clearly for once. "Sorry about that...I wasn't looking where I was going."

She pauses for a moment, debating whether or not to continue the conversation. Maybe if she plays her cards right, he won't think she's such a total loser after all. "So, what brought you here today?" She asks cautiously, taking a step closer to him.