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harmonize_rpg2013-10-16 10:21 pm
phantomcloud) wrote in harmonize_rpg2013-10-16 10:21 pm
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Who: Miyume and Kisa
Where: Miyume's dorm room
When: April 28 (Showa Day - Friday), early afternoon
What: Study date. Kisa's worried and Miyume needs help.
Her cellphone chimed.
Miyume didn't check the text immediately, instead just stared at the phone apprehensively for a long moment. What if it was Mirai? She was too exhausted to fend him off in her current fragile state. Life hurt too much right now and it was a struggle to just keep afloat in a sea of sorrow and painful memories. If something didn't change, they'd drag her under and she'd drown with no one ever being the wiser. It was a vicious cycle. People saw only what they wanted to see in her and in turn, she wanted to go on pleasing them by making certain that was the only Hazama Miyume they ever knew.
But she couldn't just ignore the text either. It could be from someone else, after all. Saiga-senpai was supposed to help her study today, after all. And she'd decided to tell her everything. Reluctantly, Miyume picked up the phone to see who it was from, breathing an audible sigh of relief when she saw that it was Saiga-senpai, after all. She was coming straight here instead of meeting elsewhere that day.
Miyume had just managed to throw on some clothes and pop a couple of painkillers when there was a knock at the door. She quickly washed them down with one of the bottles of water she'd been keeping on hand for just that purpose. Once she'd done that, she grabbed the walker she'd pulled out of the closet yesterday and slowly made her way to the door.
"Coming, senpai!"
There was a moment of loud shuffling as Miyume unlocked and opened the door. Both the room behind her and her general appearance were distinctly untidy, not to the point of being a complete disaster area, but Miyume wasn't feeling well enough to take care of herself or her room by herself and it showed.
"Thank you for coming by, Saiga-senpai," she greeted weakly, moving out of the way the best she could to let her into the room.
Where: Miyume's dorm room
When: April 28 (Showa Day - Friday), early afternoon
What: Study date. Kisa's worried and Miyume needs help.
Her cellphone chimed.
Miyume didn't check the text immediately, instead just stared at the phone apprehensively for a long moment. What if it was Mirai? She was too exhausted to fend him off in her current fragile state. Life hurt too much right now and it was a struggle to just keep afloat in a sea of sorrow and painful memories. If something didn't change, they'd drag her under and she'd drown with no one ever being the wiser. It was a vicious cycle. People saw only what they wanted to see in her and in turn, she wanted to go on pleasing them by making certain that was the only Hazama Miyume they ever knew.
But she couldn't just ignore the text either. It could be from someone else, after all. Saiga-senpai was supposed to help her study today, after all. And she'd decided to tell her everything. Reluctantly, Miyume picked up the phone to see who it was from, breathing an audible sigh of relief when she saw that it was Saiga-senpai, after all. She was coming straight here instead of meeting elsewhere that day.
Miyume had just managed to throw on some clothes and pop a couple of painkillers when there was a knock at the door. She quickly washed them down with one of the bottles of water she'd been keeping on hand for just that purpose. Once she'd done that, she grabbed the walker she'd pulled out of the closet yesterday and slowly made her way to the door.
"Coming, senpai!"
There was a moment of loud shuffling as Miyume unlocked and opened the door. Both the room behind her and her general appearance were distinctly untidy, not to the point of being a complete disaster area, but Miyume wasn't feeling well enough to take care of herself or her room by herself and it showed.
"Thank you for coming by, Saiga-senpai," she greeted weakly, moving out of the way the best she could to let her into the room.