ANDREA'S POV "Nice work, Andrea," Aku said to me with a sweet smile on his face. "Thanks," I replied. He gave me a bottle of cold water that I've been wanting to have since the sun reached its peak at noon. He returned to his cameras as I walked back to the van that was situated beside the road. I never asked him for it, he was just always thoughtful in simple ways. The live report on the streets wasn't that easy but with the light atmosphere we had, it weighed less on us. But I know deep down, that light atmosphere was just something we made up to work diligently. It had been almost six hours since Aku and I met for work this morning. After telling our stories, we had this awkward silence built around us, deliberately avoiding the obvious. Our conversations for the past hour were on

