Night 40: F11-20 Hallway
[F12]
Momo wasn't going to be able to stomach any more of the pasta. She hadn't eaten much, but she had at least gotten a few forkfuls in. It would have to do.
As the shinigami waited for Celes to answer her question, one that was probably turning over in the general's mind, she retrieved her uniform and change into it. Momo hadn't exactly asked an easy question, especially when Celes probably had little to no idea what she was talking about.
Regardless, she had Senna and Soma arriving any moment. She needed to not look like she was the walking dead. Even if she really was.
Momo wasn't going to be able to stomach any more of the pasta. She hadn't eaten much, but she had at least gotten a few forkfuls in. It would have to do.
As the shinigami waited for Celes to answer her question, one that was probably turning over in the general's mind, she retrieved her uniform and change into it. Momo hadn't exactly asked an easy question, especially when Celes probably had little to no idea what she was talking about.
Regardless, she had Senna and Soma arriving any moment. She needed to not look like she was the walking dead. Even if she really was.