They worked until midnight, dividing responsibilities and making lists. Yuna would coordinate with senseis. Ruby would handle registration and logistics. Jake would manage finances and equipment. Nina would handle publicity. Kofi would oversee everything while managing the administrative battle.
As Yuna was leaving, she stopped at the door.
"Kofi. Earlier this year, I didn't understand why you fought so hard for things. I thought it was naive. But now I see. Some things are worth fighting for even if you might lose."
"We're not going to lose."
"No," she agreed. "We're not."
After everyone left, Kofi and Nina sat on their couch in the dark apartment.
"It feels like the old days," Nina said. "The magazine, fighting Jessica, all of it."
"Except now we know what we're doing."
"Do we?"
"More than we did then."
Nina leaned against him. "I'm scared we're going to lose the dojo."
"Me too."
"But you're going to fight anyway."
"We all are."
