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When; Monday, 8/22, evening
Rating; G to PG
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innocentvow, craaaaaaaazy8s
Summary; sleepovers, popcorn, teen girls talking about teen boys IDK
Log;
[Mizuno thought about sending a message, but she'd been staring at her device for too long, at the letter she'd sent to Marino- a letter a part of her knew would never reach it's destination, but she pretended it would anyway.
There'd been a lot of things, lately. That a part of her knew. She just had to lock that part away. Never make eye contact. Never speak to her. Never acknowledge her.
Better that some things were forgotten.
She's always been good at that.
So when the bright haired girl shows up at Vriska's apartment a bit late in the evening and knocks, said bright hair still damp after her bath, a very oddly shaped bag thrown over her shoulder and... for all appearances, wearing her pajamas...
She was smiling.]
Rating; G to PG
Characters;
innocentvow, craaaaaaaazy8sSummary; sleepovers, popcorn, teen girls talking about teen boys IDK
Log;
[Mizuno thought about sending a message, but she'd been staring at her device for too long, at the letter she'd sent to Marino- a letter a part of her knew would never reach it's destination, but she pretended it would anyway.
There'd been a lot of things, lately. That a part of her knew. She just had to lock that part away. Never make eye contact. Never speak to her. Never acknowledge her.
Better that some things were forgotten.
She's always been good at that.
So when the bright haired girl shows up at Vriska's apartment a bit late in the evening and knocks, said bright hair still damp after her bath, a very oddly shaped bag thrown over her shoulder and... for all appearances, wearing her pajamas...
She was smiling.]
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[This is not the way to comfort, Vriska.]
But whatever, you can't let that stop you. You have to be the best. Would you really settle for anything less? That's just dumb.
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[She pretended like it didn't hurt, because... otherwise it would.]
- I want to tell him. I'm going to, but... now that I'm here, and Marino isn't...
[But she's afraid. Just a little.]
Maybe Takuto will like Marino.
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[She pulls her legs up on the couch, leaning back and frowning. The mere idea of John ending up with someone else made her blood boil with jealousy.]
I wouldn't let anyone else have John.
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[She can find a good point in anything, can't she, still smiling a bit self-consciously, having never truly seriously thought about that outcome- because it made her feel...
Weird. Made her feel like... she might... be angry at Marino.]
She's most like me, so- if Takuto were to like someone not me... it would be best for it to be Marino. She's pretty, and smart, and popular, too, so...
[... they'd make a good match?]
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No one ever gets anything by just sitting around being afraid of what ifs and crap that might not even happen.
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[It seemed like... a rather weird concept for her. She was used to persevering! But fighting...]
Like... "hang in there"?