That Time Someone Couldn’t Go Home

R’s stay was extended.
He lost his passport.
We spent the extra time
stopping by
1) the police box
2) the police station
3) the American Embassy.
On the one hand, so much to worry about!
On the other hand, more time with R!
I know R must have been beyond worried.
I mean, I was worried.
But we got to spend the extra days
doing regular Tokyo stuff.
Movie nights at home.
Going out to lunch.
Going karaoke.
It was like getting a fun roommate
and that was wonderful for me.
The embassy worked quickly
and before I knew it,
we were back at the airport.
Already looking forward to 
the next time R comes to visit.
But maybe without loosing the passport next time! x

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