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Who: Haruka, Himeko
What: Skipping classes
Where: Haruka's and Himeko's dorm room.
When: Monday, May 8, morning

Himeko slept in today. Just like she already did yesterday as well. Skipping classes wasn’t something her family back in Tokyo would approve of, but as always with the rules her family made she just didn’t care.
Even though, by now she was able to have a conversation without continuously mentioning her wish to disappear again, she still had difficulties acting like she normally would. There was no way she could show herself to the student body like that. She needed to preserve her ‘idolish’ image after all.

Additional to that she was pretty much aware of the fact that her depression could come back any second and it was better to be more or less alone in case that happened.
Still a little sleepy, she began tying her hair into somehow slightly messy looking low twin tails.
Another thing she had noticed earlier when she got up and went to the bathroom was that Haruka, who was usually the one getting up a little earlier than her, was also still in bed.

“Guess that makes us both skipping classes today. “, she simply remarked, observing her roommate a while before turning back around and facing herself in the mirror once again.
“Awful.”, she mumbled and sighed deeply before throwing her small stand mirror away from her, making it land rather smoothly on her bed.
It just was no good today again. It probably would continue being like that for a while.

Threaded | Flat

Haruka usually woke up to the buzzing of her phone alarm before going back to sleep until her second alarm went off. Today, Haruka managed sleep past both and still feel like she hadn't slept at all when she jerked awake with a gasp - her eyes were wide and skin feeling clammy.

It took a moment to orient herself. She wasn't in water. She still felt like shit but she could breathe.

She let herself stay wrapped up under the covers. She could hear Hachi moving around around the bathroom so it had to be late. It was still several moments later before her hand crawled out to pick up her phone and pull it under with her. A few taps later, a pleasant automated voice told her homeroom had already started.

She still didn't feel any particular urgency though. Still mostly covered, she slowly pushed herself up and ran a hand through her hair, smoothing the tangled mess. After a while, she said,

"Think they'd care much if we skipped out of critical thinking?"