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@vrnanami --"Nonesnese. It's not your fault at all, don't worry about it.
I should have done so myself, if anything. I'm slacking off."
@UltChefTeruteru --she'd cleat her throat and glance away as her face flushed with color.
"R... Right. Let's uh. Let's get.... breakfast..."
@vrnanami .... Hotaru nearly facepalms at this news. Oh god.
"Neither of us can turn our backs longer then two
seconds without something ridiculous happening, can we?"
@vrnanami "..... I am almost afraid to ask what happened."
[@soudapoprocks] (this is gonna be set after the chaos) — At some point
the other day, Souda was safety brought to the infirmary and was being
treated. Unsurprisingly, Hotaru had not left his side a single moment since this all went down, sitting on the cot and holding his hand.
@soudapoprocks "What??? No! Not at all! I'm.... I'm just...." Oh god she's such a
mess. She's embarrassed by her own flustered state. She
buried her face into her hands, her voice cracking. "You
just.... look *really* hot with glasses on... hotter then usual..."
@UltChefTeruteru "Ah!... Right. We haven't even eaten yet, have we? I'm sure
Teru will be waiting for us back home. And... I look forward
to your breakfast." She'd lean in, cupping her hands
to his cheeks and pulling him into a full kiss.
@NineEyedDragon @soudapoprocks @CapriciousLuck @NurseTsumikan "He's NOT DEAD!" The unfamiliar sight of Hotaru would snap at Kuzuryu through countless tears. She was not in her typical appearance, but her voice (and protectiveness of Souda) was a dead give away on who it was "He needs medical help! Someone needs to go get Mikan!! Now!!"
@UltChefTeruteru Smooth. That certainly seemed to charm her, her solemn
expression changing rather quickly "Y... you're such a flatterer..."
She'd give a small flustered laugh, twirling at the end of her hair. "I.... hope youre able to find some peace out here. I apologize for yesterday. Truly."
@UltChefTeruteru Hotaru finally came over, standing beside him, not
wanting to sit next to him quite yet without his permission.
".... It's pretty isn't it? I like to come out here to see the
sun reflect against the ocean like this most mornings."