[Voice]

[sunnytwilight]

[Olette is writing at her desk, the soft scratching of her pencil can be heard if you're listening to the journal carefully enough. Whatever she's writing can't be seen, since it's not on journal paper, but she is humming quietly. After a moment she stop writing and her pencil taps lightly on the paper.]School would have started by now, back home.

Comments

[god_is_a_dude]

...You're thinking about school?

[sunnytwilight]

Is there something wrong with that?

[god_is_a_dude]

It's a bit soon to be thinking about school?

[sunnytwilight]

I guess, but it's better than thinking about some things.

1/3

[god_is_a_dude]

2/3

[god_is_a_dude]

...Huh.

3/3

[god_is_a_dude]

Good point, actually.

[sunnytwilight]

Thank you. I thought so.

[god_is_a_dude]

Yeah, yeah, whatever. Jeez.

[sunnytwilight]

Oh, don't get all flustered now.

[god_is_a_dude]

....Whatever.

[sunnytwilight]

[She's laughing at you, Haruki.]

[god_is_a_dude]

[GLARE]

[sunnytwilight]

[Sorry buddy. It does nothing.]