[open to whomever]
It had been a pleasant day. The weather in the evening had been nice enough to make Nanao decide to walk home from her class, which she did with a light step. The cool air grew cooler as she walked, but she didn't mind at all. She loved the winter when it was like it had been, clear skies during the day and hazy clouds right at sunset. The fresh air and the long walk gave her the chance to think, and she had almost done quite a bit when she reached her home. Her steps paused as she looked up at the ramshackle old building.
It was grimy, and old, and it looked like it could fall over at any moment, but it was slowly becoming home. She never thought she'd ever be able to use that word again after being 'dismissed' from her family so easily. She also never knew just how much she'd learn living there...
...like the fact that Tayuya is really an amazing person. I never knew someone could curse SO MUCH. I really need to write some of those things down... And that Kiba's a great kisser, but that was just... not right. No. Not right at ALL.... and Gaara's such a nice person, lending me books... And Rukia-san can really sing well. I wonder if her brother can...
Her idle thoughts carried her up the stairs and into the building, only stopping at the row of mailboxes lining the wall. A few envelopes greeted her hand as she reached in, which she pulled out and scanned over quickly. She flipped through them once, then blinked and did a double take.
It can't be.
She pulled a letter out of the bunch and stared at the neat lettering on the address. Without much thought, she allowed her bag to slide to the ground as she leaned against the wall and tore open the letter.
It was grimy, and old, and it looked like it could fall over at any moment, but it was slowly becoming home. She never thought she'd ever be able to use that word again after being 'dismissed' from her family so easily. She also never knew just how much she'd learn living there...
...like the fact that Tayuya is really an amazing person. I never knew someone could curse SO MUCH. I really need to write some of those things down... And that Kiba's a great kisser, but that was just... not right. No. Not right at ALL.... and Gaara's such a nice person, lending me books... And Rukia-san can really sing well. I wonder if her brother can...
Her idle thoughts carried her up the stairs and into the building, only stopping at the row of mailboxes lining the wall. A few envelopes greeted her hand as she reached in, which she pulled out and scanned over quickly. She flipped through them once, then blinked and did a double take.
It can't be.
She pulled a letter out of the bunch and stared at the neat lettering on the address. Without much thought, she allowed her bag to slide to the ground as she leaned against the wall and tore open the letter.