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"Bye, Kyo! Byyyyye, Tohru!"
The front door swings open and in steps Momiji, calling back over his shoulder in a friendly (and, on the last word, slightly gushing) way. The rabbit-boy is all dressed up in his new boy's uniform, with his bunny-shaped backpack over one shoulder and a melty, orange popsicle in his hand. Once inside, he scampers over to Bar, hefts himself up onto a stool, and crosses his legs.
"It's nice to be back at school," he muses to himself, tongue darting out at his popsicle. His smile, despite the chipperness in his voice, is soft and uncertain.
"...Poor Kyo, though," he says, red droplets snaking down along his fingers.
The front door swings open and in steps Momiji, calling back over his shoulder in a friendly (and, on the last word, slightly gushing) way. The rabbit-boy is all dressed up in his new boy's uniform, with his bunny-shaped backpack over one shoulder and a melty, orange popsicle in his hand. Once inside, he scampers over to Bar, hefts himself up onto a stool, and crosses his legs.
"It's nice to be back at school," he muses to himself, tongue darting out at his popsicle. His smile, despite the chipperness in his voice, is soft and uncertain.
"...Poor Kyo, though," he says, red droplets snaking down along his fingers.