night 45: F-A block hallway.

[vitale]

( from here. )So far, so good. Once Bella’s hand touched the corner of the wall, she followed it slowly, her feet stumbling over themselves for a few seconds before she finally got her footing. “Stupid ... disorientating darkness,” she muttered to herself, her cheeks flushed from the thought of falling. That certainly wasn’t high up there on her

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[exbride]

Utena did not believe her (more likely, could not believe her). It was nothing short of what Anthy deserved, after taking advantage of her for such a long time, but the sting of failure was still unpleasant. Her gaze dropped and her grip wavered until she was only holding on with one hand, clinging uselessly as her other arm swung back over to her side.

It used to surprise her that Utena sometimes touched her in ways that did not imply ownership or an unspoken agreement, a transaction; their hands would touch before bed and Utena would often be deep asleep within minutes. The closest Anthy ever came to being truly comfortable with touch was with Utena.

"It's alright," she said, her voice still hushed. Anthy needed to learn more about this place before she could find out just what exactly had happened to Utena. "I'm sorry. Let's move on."

Without warning, she let go and stepped forward past the other girl, disappearing down the hall and through the next open door. Without a flashlight of her own she seemed to threaten to dissolve into the dark.

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