[SATURDAY | LATE NIGHT]

[thestarshard]

Who: Kagami and Mitsuru
When: [SATURDAY | LATE NIGHT]
Where: 2nd Floor Lounge
Rating: G.
Warnings: None?
Summary: With Mitsuru, it was odd, but Kagami felt compelled to tell.

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[kirijou]

"Thank you." Mitsuru nodded, accepting the can from Kagami before she went back to studying the younger boy's actions.

Although she hadn't actually talked to him in awhile, it didn't take an empath or a genius to notice that the boy looked nervous.

"Tachibana..." She spoke softly, eying him worriedly "I've said this before, but I"ll say it again...you don't have to tell me now if you're uncomfortable..."

[thestarshard]

Kagami opened his eyes, slowly, and shook his head. He glanced again at his Mad Bull can and felt its exterior moistening against his skin, an effect of the air; absentmindedly, he felt the back of his mind tell him to open it soon, or else it would get warm

[kirijou]

Kagami's first words confused her, but she withheld from asking any questions, sure that he would offer an explanation for his words soon enough.

She hasn't really opened the can of tea either, and simply held it in her hand as she silently waited for Kagami to continue. She didn't think she should interrupt him.

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[thestarshard]

Kagami glanced at Mitsuru; she was listening, and was waiting for him to continue. He sighed; a part of him had hoped she would just ask, because it would be easier to explain that way, but then another part of him knew that he should start from scratch. After all, it would be understood easier that way.

He sighed. Seriously, he muttured, "...Sorry, my head was a little messed up." He leaned back a bit, and put the can of Mad Bull beside him. "...Let me tell you correctly now."

The can emitted a soft thud as it came in contact with a cushion.

Kagami began.