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Who: Ran Fan urlefthandgrl and Shinjiro and_my_axe
What: Ran Fan comes to 5-2 to drop some things off and she runs into Shinjiro. She's not doing too well after this so the shit will possibly hit the fan
When: Right now
Warnings: It's Shinjiro, fuckity fuckwords
Ran Fan slipped smoothly into the door of 5-2 exactly thirty minutes after Ling had left the place to go to work. Walking soft and silent, she stole through the living room and into the kitchen. She'd gotten things to restock the refrigerator. She had to replace the food she was always eating on their grocery money, and then there was the need to make sure that Gon and Killua had something to drink that wasn't beer.
Today there had been yogurt drinks and strawberry milk on sale at the grocery store, and that was what she was stacking neatly in the refrigerator door. Some fruit salad in a plastic container, some pudding cups. She put a bag of apples in the bottom drawer, and a bag of baby carrots. Hopefully it helped out a little bit as far as food choices went.
Turning from the fridge, she got a little light-headed and had to stop for a moment. No sleep for days tended to do this to you, she chided herself. Her eyes closed tight shut and then she opened them again, as her head cleared again. This was silly. She was going to have to figure out a solution to this. It certainly wasn't working the way she was doing it, push-push-pushing herself to exhaustion. Three spars yesterday, work, school. Walking Kumo. Running. Lifting weights. She wasn't even sure why the hell she was doing any of these things....
She unwrapped a big bottle of gin and pulled out the bottom drawer so that she could climb up to reach Greed's liquor cabinet.
What: Ran Fan comes to 5-2 to drop some things off and she runs into Shinjiro. She's not doing too well after this so the shit will possibly hit the fan
When: Right now
Warnings: It's Shinjiro, fuckity fuckwords
Ran Fan slipped smoothly into the door of 5-2 exactly thirty minutes after Ling had left the place to go to work. Walking soft and silent, she stole through the living room and into the kitchen. She'd gotten things to restock the refrigerator. She had to replace the food she was always eating on their grocery money, and then there was the need to make sure that Gon and Killua had something to drink that wasn't beer.
Today there had been yogurt drinks and strawberry milk on sale at the grocery store, and that was what she was stacking neatly in the refrigerator door. Some fruit salad in a plastic container, some pudding cups. She put a bag of apples in the bottom drawer, and a bag of baby carrots. Hopefully it helped out a little bit as far as food choices went.
Turning from the fridge, she got a little light-headed and had to stop for a moment. No sleep for days tended to do this to you, she chided herself. Her eyes closed tight shut and then she opened them again, as her head cleared again. This was silly. She was going to have to figure out a solution to this. It certainly wasn't working the way she was doing it, push-push-pushing herself to exhaustion. Three spars yesterday, work, school. Walking Kumo. Running. Lifting weights. She wasn't even sure why the hell she was doing any of these things....
She unwrapped a big bottle of gin and pulled out the bottom drawer so that she could climb up to reach Greed's liquor cabinet.