Saved from... boredom? [Active, Open]
Characters: Nanami and Vyers
Content: Nanami's been stuck in the horrible internet cafe for hours until someone finally comes to her rescue!
Location: Internet Cafe a few blocks from the RRK
Time of day: Early evening
Warnings: None so far
Nanami paced back and forth. The cafe was still abandoned and messages were still popping up on her journal, warning her not to venture outside. This was absolutely ridiculous! "Monsters!" Nanami scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I really doubt there are crab monsters in New York."
Then again, she had shown up here out of the blue... And no one she knew was here (which was saying something: She knew nearly every student who was anybody at Ohtori Academy). Nanami ran her fingers through her hair and peered outside the window. Sure, people were eager to tell her to stay put and wait for help... But none of them actually offered their help. "Figures," she muttered, crossing her arms and throwing herself into the nearest chair. No one was as perfect and chivalrous as her dear Onii-sama. If he were here, he'd have immediately come to her rescue...
Or would he have? Her lip quivered. Maybe he really was here, but just didn't ever want to see her again?
Content: Nanami's been stuck in the horrible internet cafe for hours until someone finally comes to her rescue!
Location: Internet Cafe a few blocks from the RRK
Time of day: Early evening
Warnings: None so far
Nanami paced back and forth. The cafe was still abandoned and messages were still popping up on her journal, warning her not to venture outside. This was absolutely ridiculous! "Monsters!" Nanami scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I really doubt there are crab monsters in New York."
Then again, she had shown up here out of the blue... And no one she knew was here (which was saying something: She knew nearly every student who was anybody at Ohtori Academy). Nanami ran her fingers through her hair and peered outside the window. Sure, people were eager to tell her to stay put and wait for help... But none of them actually offered their help. "Figures," she muttered, crossing her arms and throwing herself into the nearest chair. No one was as perfect and chivalrous as her dear Onii-sama. If he were here, he'd have immediately come to her rescue...
Or would he have? Her lip quivered. Maybe he really was here, but just didn't ever want to see her again?