@vuarentain ♡’d ! for tamamo.
“Say Tamamo . . .”
The pink haired kitsune stared at what seemed to be her double, with differences only one could strain to see. Playing a simple game of spot the difference would point out that the fox who spoke was slightly taller with hair swept up into a messy pony tail. Her companion had an opposite style, with ears that were fluffed brown instead of pink.
The two were sitting opposite to each other at a table in the middle of a bustling café. Ahri twirling her straw in her coffee absent-mindedly. A girl’s date was a necessity after the long time the two had spent apart. Work had swept both of them up in the past few weeks, so it was refreshing to finally get a moment to catch up — not that anything much had happened.
“We always do my ideas when we go out. Is there anything you’d wish to do?”
