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[theatre-of-thespians-blog]

Study Nights

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"Ah… you misunderstand." Mami replies with a bit of a sheepish laugh. "I’m not here to drink, I’m sorry to say. My phone doesn’t seem to have any service though and I was wondering if there might be one here I could use?"

With a small chuckle, she tucks a strand of hair back behind her ear. “Mm, I’m terribly sorry if I’ve inconvenienced you.”

So many people here not coming for even a drink... that was frustrating. Not that business was bad or anything, but still.. "Mm, alright." Tifa pulled a cell phone from her pocket and handed it over to Mami, giving a small sigh.

"Try and make it quick, alright? It's getting late, so I'm probably going to have a lot more customers coming in..."

[yuetchiswhiteroom-blog]

-- Secundum [@Mami]

Visiting new places always held a certain kind of...subtle excitement to it, for Chitaru. Still having to slowly rehabilitate from the incidents of her time with Class Black, she had decided on her that...maybe some time in a new location would do her some good. It would be considerably safer as well, in her state. She still had moments of physical weakness, and still had to be careful, so she couldn't remain in such a high risk area where all of the underground world of assassins knew her name.

Partly, perhaps she needed some time to get her mind off many of the things that she had gone through during that short time.

"Mm, excuse me misses? Would you mind helping me with something?" The princely woman asked the nearest person who seemed to have a more welcoming air about them. 

[melodiacolta-archive-blog]

-- Personal Tutoring [@Mami]

Schoolwork was boring, tedious, and difficult. 

More so when you're not even attending classes that semester, and simply just studying to be ready for next semester. Which is what Sayaka was doing with Mami. Well...supposed to be doing. Mami had left the woman alone for a while to pick something up at the nearby store, and now...well...

Here she was snoozing away. If her textbook was being used for anything right now, it was an uncomfortable pillow with the scent of books. 

[melodiacolta-archive-blog]

-- Role Model [@Mami]

At times, Sayaka couldn't really help herself. She wandered the campus when she had the free time, often around the arts areas and classrooms, morbidly curious about that particular field of study that she was held back from pursuing. 

Today in particular she had found herself wandering into the choir room. Not that she was all that interested in the idea of singing. That was something she'd do only in the privacy of...well, her own place, by herself. Frankly, she was surprised to see someone in there.

"Ah--Sorry. I didn't realize..." She stopped, realizing who it was though, and blinked. "Ah...Mami-san..." Somehow it was easy to forget she attended at the same college as some of her own friends, when she was always so busy and scattered. "Sorry, if I was interrupting your practice, or something, I can leave..."