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Curiouser and curiouser.
Aoko had been wandering through the many hallways and many doorways for quite some time now, stopping every so often to inspect anything she thought might have given her an idea of her whereabouts (or how she got here). Her expression is one of annoyed curiosity as her gaze darts across the room, and she's wearing her bright blue school uniform.
Right now, she's wandered into the kitchen area, and she runs her hands lightly over the counters before she stops in front of the refrigerator. With an annoyed huff, she opens it to peer inside.
Then closes it again.
Then opens it again to stare at the fully stocked shelves.
Either she's dreaming, or her kidnapper is a very nice person who doesn't want her to starve.
Or the food is poisoned, though she's not too willing to put that third option to the test.
"... this is weird."
Aoko had been wandering through the many hallways and many doorways for quite some time now, stopping every so often to inspect anything she thought might have given her an idea of her whereabouts (or how she got here). Her expression is one of annoyed curiosity as her gaze darts across the room, and she's wearing her bright blue school uniform.
Right now, she's wandered into the kitchen area, and she runs her hands lightly over the counters before she stops in front of the refrigerator. With an annoyed huff, she opens it to peer inside.
Then closes it again.
Then opens it again to stare at the fully stocked shelves.
Either she's dreaming, or her kidnapper is a very nice person who doesn't want her to starve.
Or the food is poisoned, though she's not too willing to put that third option to the test.
"... this is weird."