–; starter for @hakuchigun
Since she’ll probably be staying here for a while, Kyouka decides that she should buy some groceries. Her welcome package came with a set of cookbooks, so it would be nice to make some of the recipes there. Her roommate might like them, and they could talk about... stuff. What kind of stuff? She’s not sure yet, but she’ll figure it out when she gets there.
She arrives to the area quickly, eyeing the selection they have. Fruits, vegetables, drinks... and snacks. Lots of snacks. She’s never seen so much food in one place before. Her eyes twinkle in awe and delight at everything, and she decides on one thing: fill up her cart as much as she can.
She grabs the necessities, of course, but she wants to indulge herself. She puts some items she thinks Marry would like, as well, so she won’t be the only one enjoying the food. She’s so into it, she doesn’t see the person near her and bumps into them.
“Oh, sor-”
She’s interrupted once she notices the gloves and jacket, eyes widening at the sight of... one of the mafia executives. Someone she’s seen plenty of times before, but never spoke to besides a few brief words... Chuuya Nakahara. She stares, processing the fact that he managed to get himself here, too. One of the strongest, someone who has a grudge on the Agency-- someone who knows her.
She doesn’t want to fight, not now. She can’t run off and hide, he already saw her. She can’t just attack, that would surely make things worse. What can she do, really? She doesn’t know who dislikes her or not back in the mafia, so interacting with them one on one is like stepping on glass. All she does is stare.
