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Characters: wildcardette and socialinking
Location: Souji's place.
Rating: G/PG?
Time: December 22nd
Description: In which Minako is a bro, and copious amounts of ice cream may be eaten.
[A little while ago, Minako had gotten a message from Souji asking if they could meet up and have a chat together. She hadn't seen him in a while, so the idea had been a good one in her eyes. Then, sadly, work had happened, and she'd found herself working a number of long shifts at the cafe and being too tired in the evening to deal with much other than cooking dinner and curling up somewhere to doze and sleep until it was time to go to work again. Her spare moments had been spent dealing with SEES stuff that got pushed under her door, and taking a few minutes out for some time for herself.
However, listening back on the message, she was aware there had been something wrong when Souji had left the message. She'd left a little note in return, but nothing that promised a meet up or any chance of a chat any time soon. So she was making an effort now, and was stood outside of Souji's apartment with a bag of goodies and a determined expression on her face. If there was something wrong, she was going to drag it out of him.]
Location: Souji's place.
Rating: G/PG?
Time: December 22nd
Description: In which Minako is a bro, and copious amounts of ice cream may be eaten.
[A little while ago, Minako had gotten a message from Souji asking if they could meet up and have a chat together. She hadn't seen him in a while, so the idea had been a good one in her eyes. Then, sadly, work had happened, and she'd found herself working a number of long shifts at the cafe and being too tired in the evening to deal with much other than cooking dinner and curling up somewhere to doze and sleep until it was time to go to work again. Her spare moments had been spent dealing with SEES stuff that got pushed under her door, and taking a few minutes out for some time for herself.
However, listening back on the message, she was aware there had been something wrong when Souji had left the message. She'd left a little note in return, but nothing that promised a meet up or any chance of a chat any time soon. So she was making an effort now, and was stood outside of Souji's apartment with a bag of goodies and a determined expression on her face. If there was something wrong, she was going to drag it out of him.]