Miki Ishinaka<br/>Time; June 5th, 2018.  Monday, Midday.<br/>Location; Samegawa Flood Plain<br/>Tagged;  Anyone<br/><br/>Class and work were done for the day and Miki was glad. Not that she minded class. Business just wasn't her passion, but she had to do it so she might as well do it well. Doing things proper and well was so important after all. The same with work. Well, if you could call it that. Dad made no secret of the nepotism involved, and much of her workday consisted of politely fobbing off employees who came by to suck up to her in hopes she would put in a good word with her dad for them.<br/><br/>She could have been driven home but she enjoyed the walk along the flood plain. The sunshine, the fresh air, and the view. It did more to revitalize her than being at home did. Home was just another place. And it wasn't even really hers. It was Dad's. Just like her life had been since the mines were opened. She could feel the depression creep back in as she walked, not helped along by the fact that she had two maids pacing in time behind her and two big security guys in front. Dad's orders, and this was<em>after</em>she'd talked him down from the usual full set. She hung her head, long black hair trailing her face. She was only nineteen but she already felt like a salarywoman.<br/><br/>Drooping, ignoring the polite inquiries of the staff, Miki made her way over to one of the benches. When she couldn't stand the fawning or how little agency she had in her own life, there was only one thing to do. She reached into the pocket of the expensive black business suit she wore and pulled out a small pink rectangle. The world of her mind and the games were always there for her when nothing else was. She let out a gentle sigh, barely audible. She didn't care how she looked: a grown woman in the suit, blouse, skirt, and heels of a professional worker playing with a video game. It let her escape and that was all that mattered.