Mar 3, 2020
@flawlessuser
With a soft yawn, Eto had her back to the street; in front of her was the closed door of Owl’s Books, as she was currently preoccupied with locking things up. As she did so, Eto picked up on the sound of hurried foot steps. Looking up, she saw the tall, familiar face of a one Oda Sakunosuke.
“Oh,” she gave him a sleepy smile. “It’s you. Good evening.”
“Tell me... were you running a bit late? It certainly looks like it.”
Eto chuckles, only to yawn once more.