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week 12; day 4 } late afternoon

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CONTACT: yuuki.kuran@compass.net
MESSAGE: okita-san, are you busy?

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MESSAGE: if i am, what will you do then?

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MESSAGE: not believe you.

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MESSAGE: even if i really am? that's a bit cruel.

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MESSAGE: i
are you really?
i was hoping you'd be able to go to the carnival with me for just a little.

[ now she isn't sure if he's really busy oh no. ]

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MESSAGE: the carnival? are you planning to win a stuffed animal for me?

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MESSAGE: i can do that. but which one is it that strikes okita-san's fancy?

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[ he almost said cats, but he'd have enough of cats for a while... ]

MESSAGE: shouldn't that be up to you? surprise me.

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[ let's compromise for the cats! ]

MESSAGE: does that mean you'll come with me?

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MESSAGE: i don't have anything else better to do, so i don't see why i shouldn't.

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MESSAGE: really? thank you! where should I meet you?

[ ok so maybe she expected him to say no so she's happily surprised. ]

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MESSAGE: aren't you the one inviting me out? that's for you to decide.

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MESSAGE: you don't want me to pick you up like a proper date should?

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[ please give him a few moments to laugh out loud. ]

MESSAGE: so this is a date now?

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MESSAGE: no, I guess it isn't. it's never a date unless you are treated to dinner.
I'll wait for you outside the south wing entrance to the dorms.

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MESSAGE: then, maybe you should see if there's a place to eat later. your treat, right?

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MESSAGE: oh my. I'm flattered Okita-san wants me to take him on a date.

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MESSAGE: that's the spirit! Being treated by someone else is always worth cashing in on, especially if it's food. It'll be the best!

[ because food is her specialty. well, eating it anyway. ]

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MESSAGE: isn't it the best feeling? no one's ever had the same privilege, so feel lucky.

[ he arrives at their meeting spot like a good little boy, with a smile on his face and everything. yuuki's company isn't something he minds so much as he's intrigued by it, and that's really the only reason why he even agrees to meet her in the first place.

besides, it's also a good distraction. ]

The last thing you sent—you said this will be the best. For your sake, I really hope so.

[ it's not like he knows how to say hello in any other way. ]

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[ yes, hello, souji. you look simply dashing, yourself.

yuuki's there, of course, rocking idly back and for on her heels, although she perks when she notices him and ends up meeting him halfway. ]

Why wouldn't it be? Carnival food is always the best, Okita-san!

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It wasn't anything that special.

[ he's tried it before during his first visit, and wasn't all that delighted by it. it's different from what he's used to, that much is certain, and the taste is just odd. he's not really sure if he's up for eating more of it unless he's forced to. ]

Shall we go?

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Ah, picky picky. But, yes, okay!

[ she nods, though, twisting on heel to start walking the other way, only pausing to glance behind to make sure he's actually coming along, too. ]

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[ he follows suit, and raises an eyebrow when she turns around to look at him. ]

What? Scared I'll run away?

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...More like you might disappear.

[ she says it so quietly it's hard to tell if she meant to even say it at all with the way her entire demeanor suddenly changes from chipper to something rueful as her gaze dips away from him to the ground. ]

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I don't want you to get lost, you know. I'd feel responsible since I'm dragging you out.

[ yuuki's response this time is normal volume and she looks back to him with smile as if she never had that momentary lapse right there. with the way she just turns and there's not even a hint of stiffness in her movements, it's a wonder if she even realizes she just did that.

who knows, maybe she doesn't. ]

Ahh, I wonder if they'll have any new food tonight. [ that would be really perfect, wouldn't it... why is life so hard. ]