“...Fuck.”
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“...Fuck.”
“....I’m gonna pinch his cheeks!”
Chihiro is terrified of dying, but not because of what comes after or the unknown of it all. She’s terrified she won’t be remembered as who she was.
And that is the most terrifying possibility she can dream up.
Chihiro is terrified of being outed without her permission. She worked very hard to get to the point she is in her appearance, so the fact anyone might find out is truly disturbing to her. She wants people to just see the girl she is, without any sort of terrible feelings attached to them...
This girl deserves a fuckin’ smooch.
"Fujisaki-san? Might I trouble you for a moment?" The princess approaches her underclassman, smiling at the shorter girl brightly, carrying a box in her arms. "I, er. Erred when attempting my own laundry it seems, as some of my dresses have shrunk," Sonia explains with a giggle. "Please don't feel obligated but if any of them strike your fancy, you are more than welcome to take them! This one in particular reminded me of you! It's the usual green I see you favor!"
“Nevermind-senpai, are you sure?” Even with what sounds like hesitation, she can’t help but take the aforementioned green dress in hand and examine it. It certainly looks like it would fit, and she loves the color! She takes the entire box, and sets it on the ground by her dorm’s doorway. She’s gonna have to try these on!
“Oh, maybe you could help me try them on? If it wouldn’t be any bother to you, of course!”
Big bro Hiro here to tell Chihiro about cryptids and conspiracy theories and to listen intentently when she talks about nerdy computer things even though he has no idea what any of it means
She definitely gets lost in the conversation about cryptids, but finds it interesting nonetheless! She’d have plenty of questions, and then have plenty to talk about in return with her coding adventures. Like her favorite coding ducky, the one that has gotten her through HOURS of fixes!
Sakura approaches Chihiro, a doughnut wrapped in a napkin in her hand. "I made these for Asahina," she says, "but I thought you would like to try one, too. They are likely not the best, but... I apologize. I am still learning."
“It smells wonderful, Ogami-san! I bet it tastes just as good!” Just to prove that point, Chihiro takes a bite without the slightest hesitation. It was certainly not the best doughnut she’d ever eaten, but it was wonderful all the same. Whoever was teaching Sakura must be a wonderful baker! “It’s great! Thank you, so very much!”