rl} itsuki | worry worry worry

[iyaaan]

[standing on Itsuki's doorstep, shifting nervously and so glad that nobody else seems to be wandering around the apartment complex right now because that would only make her feel more awkward. She's holding a tupperware bowl full of spaghetti bolognese for him.

With a shaking hand, she knocks on his door and waits.]

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[smilingtransfer]

[ isn't expecting anyone, so is a little startled when he hears the knock; he gets up and peers through the peephole and is even more startled at who it is-- he's not even entirely certain how she found out where he lived-- but of course none of that shows as he opens the door ]

Good afternoon, Asahina-san. What brings you here?

[iyaaan]

U-um, well, I -- I live nearby, and last night, I... made too much, and -- um -- I thought -- [she holds out the bowl and bows, squeezing her eyes shut] H-here!

[she's waiting for another chance to look up, so she can check how he looks to be doing before asking. and really hoping he doesn't ask how she knows where he lives, because she asked the Agency and she can't tell him that.]

[smilingtransfer]

[ blinks a bit before taking the bowl, she isn't normally this nervous in the clubroom ]

I'm not going to bite. Is something wrong?

[iyaaan]

[stands upright and shakes her head quickly]

N-no, it's fine! Nothing's wrong...

[looks down at her feet and fidgets, falling silent for a moment]

... Um. Are you... alright, Koizumi-kun? I mean, you... After everything... [gives him an honestly worried look]