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Who: Haruka and Chloe
What: Sleepless nights are go
Where: Dorm roof
When: Just after midnight, Friday, May 12th
Night was really when her mind was the most active, free from the whispers and the people. Now, however, it was a time where her memories plagued her, uncontested by the usual hustle and bustle of the day. The expression 'quiet enough to hear yourself think' came to mind, and it wasn't always a good thing she had learned.
For the past hour, the German had stood in the same spot on the roof, leaned against the railing and her gaze directed towards the sky. She looked tired and worn, what with the distant look she had and the dark circles under her eyes. Her expression was a strange mixture between sorrow and some sort of void look. Sometimes she liked to come up here as a sort of escape. Usually by night, as it was more likely she would be interrupted were it sometime during the day. Chloe usually lost track of time while she was up here, and it seemed like it had happened again judging by the way she was so intently staring at the sky.
What: Sleepless nights are go
Where: Dorm roof
When: Just after midnight, Friday, May 12th
Night was really when her mind was the most active, free from the whispers and the people. Now, however, it was a time where her memories plagued her, uncontested by the usual hustle and bustle of the day. The expression 'quiet enough to hear yourself think' came to mind, and it wasn't always a good thing she had learned.
For the past hour, the German had stood in the same spot on the roof, leaned against the railing and her gaze directed towards the sky. She looked tired and worn, what with the distant look she had and the dark circles under her eyes. Her expression was a strange mixture between sorrow and some sort of void look. Sometimes she liked to come up here as a sort of escape. Usually by night, as it was more likely she would be interrupted were it sometime during the day. Chloe usually lost track of time while she was up here, and it seemed like it had happened again judging by the way she was so intently staring at the sky.
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"Can't?"
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Two simple words, and Chloe had managed to make it sound like it was the gravest of situations ever experienced by any human that ever was. She knew full well it wasn't 'I can't'; it was more like, 'I won't.'. She couldn't go through that again, she WOULDN'T go through that again. The walls held firm.
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For a moment, it looked like she was going to leave it at that. However, her head kept turned in Abendroth's direction until she said,
"Got some stuff in my room. We can use that?"
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"You can, if you wish. I have some cream if you need it."
She was safe to offer the girl some cream, at least. While even more distant than she usually was, she was still polite.
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She started walking back the way she went and down the stairs, knowing somehow Chloe would be there later. Hachi was still sleeping when Haruka returned and, with some fumbling to stay quiet, she was soon back on the roof with boiled water in a teapot and two cups (both decorated with anime-ish dogs). She put them down on the stone ledge and sat down, staring back out through the fence and over the city.