“I saw you walking past the library, and you looked as though you were lost in thought.”
“Was I really that lost in thought?” she’s muttering mostly to herself, fingers hovering just below her mouth as she tries to recall. She must have been, considering she didn’t remember passing the library…or him! Surely she would have remembered crossing paths with him, right?
“Sorry– I was just thinking about…” the Sailor Scouts, their next mission, what to do about her identity, her mother’s birthda– “…Cake.” it wasn’t a real lie. The blonde laughed nervously, hand adjusting around the handle of her bookbag.
“There’s this new place that opened near my house– I’ve been dying to try it but..” she wheezes, a sad smile on her face, “My mom cut my allowance..”