A Midnight Visit
WHO: Haruhi, Kyon
WHERE: Kyon's apartment
WHEN: Wednesday, April 23rd-Thursday the 24th- around midnight-ish
WHAT: Haruhi makes a visit after an errand.
WARNINGS: A slight bit of fluff.
FINISHED
It wasn't that Haruhi explicitly wanted to go see him, she merely saw it as a convenience and perhaps even a slight pleasantry along her path. Or did she really premeditate her plans for the night, perhaps unbeknowest to herself? Maybe her mind was tricking her into thinking that it was just a coincidence.. but she had to mail this package back to Japan, which required a trip to the post office- and it wasn't like she had control over where the post office was. It merely happened to be conveniently placed in the direct path between her own residence and Kyon's.
It was midnight or a little past when she closed shut the mailslot outside the post office, having dropped off her mail to Japan and checked her cellphone. Fearless in the face of the late-night darkness, she turned and headed back along the sidewalk to Kyon's apartment complex. She really honestly didn't have much else to do that night, particularly nothing of vital importance that she couldn't do any other night, but apart from that there was something nagging at the back of her mind (again). Maybe that was what prompted her to impatiently rap her knuckles against his apartment door. "Kyon, I'm here, open up!" She demanded.
WHERE: Kyon's apartment
WHEN: Wednesday, April 23rd-Thursday the 24th- around midnight-ish
WHAT: Haruhi makes a visit after an errand.
WARNINGS: A slight bit of fluff.
FINISHED
It wasn't that Haruhi explicitly wanted to go see him, she merely saw it as a convenience and perhaps even a slight pleasantry along her path. Or did she really premeditate her plans for the night, perhaps unbeknowest to herself? Maybe her mind was tricking her into thinking that it was just a coincidence.. but she had to mail this package back to Japan, which required a trip to the post office- and it wasn't like she had control over where the post office was. It merely happened to be conveniently placed in the direct path between her own residence and Kyon's.
It was midnight or a little past when she closed shut the mailslot outside the post office, having dropped off her mail to Japan and checked her cellphone. Fearless in the face of the late-night darkness, she turned and headed back along the sidewalk to Kyon's apartment complex. She really honestly didn't have much else to do that night, particularly nothing of vital importance that she couldn't do any other night, but apart from that there was something nagging at the back of her mind (again). Maybe that was what prompted her to impatiently rap her knuckles against his apartment door. "Kyon, I'm here, open up!" She demanded.