it’s a normal day. nothing out of the ordinary. no precursor or warning to what greets her when she walks into the living room. she thinks, for some reason, somehow, there should have at least been a sign. even something little. anything that could have prepared her for the surprise visit of hikaru. not that she minds; if anything, she’s beyond happy, enthralled, moves to rush into a hug with a delightful squeal. ‘ i missed you heaps! ’ / sc + @tricksterfinale










