yumemigaoka | Theater Kid's March Comes in Like a Lion

[Lisa nods, as Junna seems to find her footing and agrees to keep an eye on things. On herself. It's good to think that you have things under control, and better to say it. But it's better still to say that you're going to do something, to someone who will call you on it (gently and without malice) if you don't. She's... coming to learn that, too, and it's a lesson she can share.

But by the time Junna starts in on the teasing, Lisa's face flushes scarlet; she'd hoped she wouldn't be called on that one. She keeps forgetting how forward her girlfriend can be at full strength-!]

L-later. Much later! [To her credit, she only squeaks a little, then giggles when Junna goes for her side again.] You're very bold this morning. I like it! [Lisa dissolves into a full-on laugh; the embarrassment passes. The fact that her mind went to "later" and not "no way in hell" doesn't escape her.] I have no idea what to do for lunch. I'm hungry, but I'm not sure I really care what I eat, as long as I'm not making it? You can pick something.

[.....Lisa may be looking respectfully as Junna goes fishing for her glasses. Ugh, her girlfriend is too cute, she can't. But it's also been ten seconds and she's already missing her warmth. She is so cooked.]

[Junna starts laughing too when Lisa laughs. She actually stops grabbing at her glasses to cover her mouth, getting a brief case of the giggles. Then she laughs, wiping at her eyes for a second. And she looks back at Lisa -- and smiles a little when she realizes Lisa is looking. Respectfully.

She finds she doesn't mind.] ...well, someone did a lot to boost my confidence. And, ah... I know what -- who -- I want, and even if I'm nervous about how that will go... [She meets Lisa's eyes. (She thinks. Lisa's a little blurry, now that she's sitting up.)] ...It's a little easier when I've got that resolve.

[Then, she reaches back for her glasses.] Maybe we could... [She trails off. Her eyes start to go wide.]

[Her hand roots around the night stand, desperately. Wait, when they were--

Where did she put--

Her eyes are widening more and she stares at Lisa.]

I-I-I can't remember where I put them. Help.

[...Junna's vision is less than a meter without her glasses. Good to know. ~~Lisa promises not to abuse this.~~]

Resolve is good. Both of us can use more of that.

[She tilts her head when Junna trails off, before she covers her mouth... and starts laughing again.] I'm sorry, I know it's not funny, just... ehehe. Gimme a second. [She freezes as she starts to get up to search. Their emotions were so complicated last night that she's not sure they were thinking about it - Lisa certainly wasn't - but. Hmm. Going to have to actually get up to look, and her clothes are. Over there, in the basket, because this is her apartment and she has one of those. Stealing Junna's hoodie does not actually help her now now, she'd have to get it first and it'd be too late then.

...kami, give her strength. ~~That promise lasted thirty seconds; she's definitely abusing the fact her girlfriend can't clearly see her.~~ Shaking her head, Lisa props herself up on her arms to look. Her bedroom isn't that big, in the grand scheme. Junna's glasses are definitely not on the nightstand. Both their phones are on the nightstand, though, and precariously close to the edge of it. Hmm. Maybe...

Pushing herself fully out of bed, face red but lips set in determination, she gets up, walks a wide circle around the bed, and crouches, locking onto something glinting in the late morning light. Well, she'd been expecting a worse time looking for them. Picking them up, gently nudging their phones back off the edge, she returns to her girlfriend, bends down slightly in front of her, folds out the arms of the glasses, and gently slides them over her temples, smiling gently, cheeks still dusted red, not immediately moving away and looking into Junna's eyes.]

Better?

Edited 2025-03-10 22:29 (UTC)

[Junna gives Lisa a look when she starts to laugh. It lasts for all of about ten seconds before she's biting her lip, trying to not start laughing again, and she doesn't quite manage.] I-It isn't funny, I really can't see!

[She's in deep, herself. Lisa knows of one of her greatest weaknesses. She blinks, though, as Lisa gets up. Wait, she thinks, is she supposed to pointedly look away or not look away, now? There isn't a manual for this! She ends up looking at Lisa's general direction, then looking back ahead of herself. Everything is pretty blurry, though. She ends up pulling her hands back. Who knows what she might knock over? Which means she just sort of... sits there for a second.

She can't make out the object glinting on the floor. Junna's eyes blink, though, as Lisa comes back in front of her -- and slides her glasses on her face. She ends up looking back into Lisa's eyes, her cheeks reddening. And she breaks out into a bright smile.

And her voice is soft, and she feels like she's hearing herself talk instead of really thinking of what to say.] The best I've been in ages.

[Nope, still staring at Lisa fondly instead of making her brain work.]

[Brains are overrated. Lisa's just happy she found the glasses, and that Junna is happy. Indeed, she's happy enough she leans the rest of the way in for a quick kiss. She'd continue, but her stomach picks that moment to rumble ominously, and she pulls back, face no less red.]

Good. Then let's get moving, mm? I need a shower before I go anywhere, and I'd bet you want one too.

[She freezes again, briefly, as she realizes Junna has glasses this time, before her brain raises the "asked her to stay with you" argument again and she... doesn't quite dismiss the issue as a lost cause, but she's conscious to keep her back to Junna for a moment, where her loose hair can mostly keep her out of sight as she returns to her dresser, promptly fishing out a pair of gray sweatpants, two white V-neck shirts, and... a brown hoodie that looks recently washed, and clean, but definitely didn't come neatly folded out of a drawer. Then she scoops her own flannel pants off the edge of the laundry basket and returns to Junna.]

Here. If you don't wanna go out in your own stuff from yesterday, I've got you, at least for outerwear. I don't know if we're close enough in size for basics, though.

[Junna kisses Lisa back, but then her eyes widen a little when she hears her stomach rumble. She smiles, though, when they pull back -- and a laugh bubbles up.]

R-Right, that's a good idea. A shower seems smart. I--

[Oh. She does have glasses, and that makes her more self-conscious. She glances a little to the side -- and then she looks back at Lisa, thinking that it's a little silly to get too embarrassed after last night. She smiles when Lisa comes closer, even if she's still red-faced. She takes the offered clothes, with a nod of her head. A fresh change of clothes sounds nice. She hugs the bundle of clothes against her.]

Thanks. Ah--wait! [She reaches down, grabbing the pink hoodie she wore yesterday off the floor, and then she holds it up for Lisa to take. When she does, Junna practically beams up at her. It's funny, she thinks, how happy something simple like this can make her.] Your new pink hoodie, madam~.

[Lisa's glad that Junna is about as off-balance as she is, a little. It makes her feel less like she's overreacting and more like they just need to settle into things. Their comfort zones just need to... shift a little, with time and trust. Six months ago the thought of kissing her would have been scandalous and she'd have apologized for even having the thought, now she's on, what, two or three this morning already? They'll get there. She starts to go back to the dresser for the rest of what she plans to wear today before Junna's call stops her, and she turns, grinning.]

Ah, thank you. Gently-worn and pre-loved, my favorite. [Lisa accepts it from Junna, and holds it to her chest for a moment. It... smells like Junna. Which. Of course it would, she was wearing it yesterday. But she still relaxes a little, enough to see.] I'll treasure it. [She... loosens her grip on it a bit.] Well. Until the two of us share one closet and the line between which hoodies are yours and which are mine kinda blur a little?

[That's usually not how that works, Lisa- ahem. Grabbing a hanger and hanging it on - not in - the dresser, she rummages for the rest of her things, including a pair of jeans, moving with graceful familiarity. Then she steps into her flannel pants again, slips the shirt over her head, and nods firmly.]

Lemme make double sure Karen-chan isn't out there waiting for me to explain who I've been talking to for the last half an hour, then you can go first, okay?

[Junna laughs when Lisa takes the hoodie and hugs it. She was doing the same thing to the brown one in her arms. It's cute, she thinks, that they had the same idea with their respective traded hoodies. And while something else is what she means to say, what she actually says is:] You're so cute.

[Then she turns a little red.] I-I mean. Um. I'm glad you like it. And it's a preview of when we're borrowing each other's hoodies all the time. [They're on the same page there, it seems like. Though Junna adds, lifting the brown hoodie in her arms for emphasis:] This one is mine and that one is yours.

[She stands up -- and turns around, cheeks flushed again -- and starts pulling on the T-shirt that Lisa loaned her. They'll get used to this eventually, she thinks.] S-Sure. I don't mind going first. Ah, can I use your toothbrush and stuff?

[A moment's pause, then:] Good luck with Karen-san.

[Oh no, her weakness! But she catches Junna doing the same thing, and she laughs too, even as her own face colors.] Only as cute as the person saying it. But... yeah. Mine now. Definitely mine now.

[She turns away to give Junna a bit of privacy to throw something on to move through the apartment; it's one thing here in her room, but the rest of the space is very firmly Not Hers in her mind, and she respects that. Fears that, in this particular moment. Lisa takes the wish for luck as a sign Junna's finished, though, and turns back around to nod.]

There's a spare toothbrush in there somewhere I'll grab you. But anything else, yeah, go for it. Back in a second-

[She feels like she's going on a spy mission in her own (shared) apartment, and yet... it's vital to the success of her mission that she isn't discovered. That Junna, specifically, isn't discovered; she supposes that makes this an escort mission with extra steps. But as she steps outside and pulls her door most of the way shut behind her, she does her best to look natural and pokes around. Karen's door is closed and she doesn't immediately hear anything from inside; whether this means she's not here or she's still farming some drop or another is anyone's guess, but it means she won't be discovered, at least not yet. The bathroom... is clear. So's the kitchen. The TV's off.......

......well, this is somewhat anticlimactic. Oh well. She eases her steps and heads for the bathroom, grabbing the extra toothbrush and making sure nothing's missing, before returning back to her room, pushing the door back open and leaving it that way.]

Agent I, reporting in. No hostiles to report. Also, I have secured the package. [She tosses the toothbrush, still in wrapper, across the room underhand; it's not a long throw, but she gives it some air. Just in case.] We are ready to proceed with the next phase of the plan.

Not playing fair again. [But the way Junna smiles up at her, there's no question that she is bothered at all. She keeps smiling after -- though she gets dressed in a bit of a hurry, after. And when Lisa looks back to nod, she returns it. And looks a little serious, because... she knows they're now on a mission. A mission to sneak around Karen, so she doesn't realize what's up and get Lisa in trouble. If... there would be any trouble to get in.

Junna isn't sure. Best to not find out.] Thanks. I'll... wait right here, until you get back.

[She gets that second pair of sweat pants on, while she waits. And then waits, while Lisa goes out. It's a little hectic, waiting like that. She doesn't suppose it'd be a big issue, but... she also keeps an ear out. Is Lisa found out? Is she found out?

But no! Lisa returns -- and tosses the toothbrush. Junna catches it out of the air, then looks up and smiles again. Her voice stays quieter than before. And she fires off a little mock salute. And makes sure she looks very serious. She might be getting into her role a little.] Roger that! Lead the way, Agent I. I'm relying on your expertise.

[Ever the performer... well, she did start it, but moreover she can handle this much of a role. She sketches a short, sharp salute in return with just as little care for realism, trying very hard not to burst into giggles and mostly succeeding, besides a bright sparkle in her eyes.]

Of course, ma'am. Time is of the essence - even if we've missed the patrol, they could return at any moment. [Lisa holds out a hand to Junna.] Please, come with me, I'll escort you. The way is... [A beat.] ...neither long nor treacherous, I admit, but it's unfamiliar territory all the same. It wouldn't do to get lost.

[She is the world's worst secret agent. Luckily Agent I as a persona will cease to exist after this mission's completion in... about sixty seconds.]

[Junna spots that sparkle in her eyes and -- well -- she can tell when Lisa finds something funny and is trying to keep it under control. That gets her setting her jaw and fighting a laugh herself. Fortunately, she is a trained actress. She manages.

Then she takes Lisa's hand, with another serious nod.] We don't want to risk enemy forces spotting us. And I certainly don't want to get lost on the way.

[Then, she holds up her freshly borrowed toothbrush. All of the willpower in the world can't make it gleam meaningfully, though. But Junna holds it like it might, as if it was an object of the greatest importance.] I also have to ensure this device is properly placed. Lead the way, Agent I.

[Oh good, she's not being too outlandish. Well, then, let's see here.]

It is an important mission, and the device's importance must not be understated. Right this way, ma'am.

[Remember, kids, when you're escorting someone through potentially dangerous territory, don't hold their hand! You can't properly assess and defend against threats if the principal subject is holding onto you affectionately. This is why Agent I is not getting a promotion anytime soon, as she leads Junna through the apartment and to the bathroom. The room is open and relatively clear; Lisa's made clear that she doesn't see the rest of the apartment as her space and lets Karen use it as she pleases. It's also a relatively small apartment, for as nice and well-kept as it is; this is still the downtown district, so space is at a premium, and the "escort mission" is over quite quickly.]

I've secured these assets for your use- [she points out shampoo, conditioner, and body wash-] and this is verified safe too. [a tube of toothpaste is grabbed with her free hand, set on the sink.] I'm not expecting trouble, ma'am, but you'll want to be in and out as quickly as possible. We can't secure the space forever, and more importantly- [Her stomach picks this precise moment to rumble, and her face flushes again.] -our rations are critically low. It's bad for morale, ma'am, I'm sure you understand. Oh, and this too.

[Agent I reaches into a cabinet and pulls out a soft, pink towel. And, breaking character just a bit, adds:]

I-it used to be red. Assets change with time.

After you.

[Junna gets a bit of a kick out of seeing how short the "escort mission" is. It makes her realize, too... their apartment is likely to be about this small. Maybe smaller; she isn't sure if they'll really need two rooms, given everything they've discussed. But, that's a thing to consider later on. She peers into the bathroom, looking abut -- and spots the different things that Lisa points out. Then, she looks at her...

And she she cracks a smile at the stomach rumble.] Then, I'll do my best to be quick about things. [She takes the towel -- the pink towel -- and looks back up at Lisa. She smiles brighter, then. And then she leans forward and kisses Lisa on the cheek.]

I'll treasure it. I'll be out soon, okay?

[After Lisa is out, she closes the door. She gets everything set up -- toothbrush where it should be, clothes neatly stacked, towel on the rack, and then the hot water going. She gets her hair lathered up, but then there's the methodical, steady rhythm of the shower -- and it's loud in here so she thinks it's a little hard to hear. And she's feeling... good. Not just better, but good. When was the last time she felt good?

Christmas?

Funny how that worked out. She is thinking about the Disturbance, but she's feeling like it's a thing she can get past. She feels like she can figure out what she wants in the future. Her and Lisa have a plan. And all of that leads to her forgetting about, ahem, the secrecy of the mission. And getting a little lost in a shower that runs long. And, through the door, a voice can be heard.

Singing a pop song from a few years back. It was a duet, but she sings both parts. And she gets a little loud for a certain part:]

Point, I don't care. Dollars, how much fake?
Point, one in two,
But if there's love, then do it!

What 'bout my star?

Darlin' come closer, you hear?
NO YOU, NO LIFE. No. I'm serious!
Need your heart and need your love~
OH YES!! Give me a sweet KISS!

[...sorry, Lisa.]

[Of all the things to be woken up by, Karen would never have expected it to be someone singing pop music in her bathroom. She'd recently returned from traveling home, and had been quietly napping, so sneaking past her had barely been a challenge at all. But then came the singing.

The door to her room opens quietly. Her time playing soldier in both online games and in the Dream Sphere allowed her to be entirely too sneaky for her size. Her combat gear of choice was a pair of pink pajamas she almost never wore outside of her room and, more menacingly, what appeared to be an actual gun. Its pink color does little to make it look less realistic. Of course it didn't shoot BULLETS, but the pellets it was capable of would still sting, at least.

If she'd heard only one voice she would have assumed it was just Lisa, maybe on the phone or something. And one of them DID sound a little like her. But why would she be sneaking around in an apartment she was welcome in? She even had her own key! No, these were clearly intruders.

Maybe her fear made her act a little bit rash. Why would an intruder be singing in her bathroom? And that girl really does look a little bit like Lisa from the back. It doesn't stop her from aiming her 'weapon' right at her, though.]

If you thought this apartment was empty, you were wrong.

[She is going to feel SO bad when she figures out what is actually going on.]

[She can feel Junna's brightened mood from here, and she's... relieved. Yeah, it's been a good morning, but she'd worried they'd leave her bedroom and the illusion would shatter. So she's happy that things seem to be stable for the moment. Chuckling to herself with a grin at the kiss, then flushing bright red when the song hits her ears and she recognizes it - recognizes what it meant where it was presented - as her laugh turns brighter and freer. She's about to turn around and grab a seat at the table to wait for Junna when another voice - lower, significantly less cheery - comes from behind her and she only just doesn't shriek, putting her hands up. A metaphorical exclamation point appears over her head as she realizes she's not alone out here but also that she needs to be careful, and she turns slowly.]

I live here, what the hell- wait, Karen-chan? [Her internal alarm goes off.] Oh no, you were here this whole time!? [Then she finally sees what's in her hand-] Oi, I don't have good drops, put P-chan away!

[Heart pounding, Lisa takes stock as Agent I screams in terror at her utter failure. This is her apartment, but she's brought someone else into it without letting her landlord know, had that person stay the night, and now they've... woken her up? Pulled away from her game? She's not sure yet. She'll find out, but that's. Probably not the most important thing. She's pretty sure she can make this work, but she's going to have to talk fast and be as honest as she can. It helps that she hasn't even showered yet, let alone put on makeup. She has zero poker face right now, and she's hoping not having anything to hide will help.]

I. I can explain, Karen-chan, I promise there's a good excuse for this.

[Junna is still singing in the shower when Karen comes out. With P-chan. That will be important in a moment. She's getting close to finishing though. It's when Lisa says she should put P-chan away that the water turns off.

And in the shower, Junna blinks. Was that Lisa? She sounded a little loud. She grabs her towel and gets it around her. And thus, just as Lisa says she can explain, the door opens just a crack and Junna pokes her head out. Without her glasses. That blob over there with the auburn hair, that must be Lisa. And that blob over there has--

Her eyes go wide.] Is that a gun!? HOME INVASION!

[She grabs the nearest object. It's, uh, the still wrapped toothbrush. She brandishes it in a non-threatening way, but it's the thought that counts.]

I've done advanced course work in stage fighting, I have a toothbrush, and I KNOW HOW TO USE IT! Get away from my girlfriend, you-- [She can't swear though.] --you villain!

[Thankfully, she's not so sleepy that she doesn't recognize Lisa's face when she turns to face her. Perhaps more calming is the fact that she doesn't actually seem angry. If anything, she seems relieved to see the familiar face.]

Woah, woah, hold on. If its you, then its fine. I invited you here after all, but I could have sworn I heard another voice. I got home late last night, and I may have stayed up really late last minute farming an event in GGO, so maybe I just heard wrong. There was a rare drop that was perfect for my P-90, and I couldn't really pass it up, so....

[The whole time she hasn't turned the gun away, so the vaguely gun like shape in Karen's hands is still very visible and still seemingly a danger. Her eyes go wide when the bathroom door suddenly opens, and a head pops out.]

Wh...what the....who are....wait, did you say girlfriend?

[She looks between Lisa, and Junna, back and forth, and a slight red tinge comes to her cheeks. She has an awful lot to be embarrassed about right now, and two girls dating isn't even on the list.]

I'd kind of be interested to see how you could fight with a toothbrush. But don't worry. The gun isn't real, I thought the two of YOU were the home invaders. Why don't you finish up in there and the two of you can explain this to me. Don't worry, I'm not angry. If you're that close to Lisa, I don't mind you being here.

[Her embarrassment seems to have faded quickly, because she turns a mischievous smile towards Lisa.]

If the explanation is good enough, I won't even find out what kind of drops you have on you.

[......this situation has gotten way, way out of hand. She probably would have been able to talk Karen down, but then Junna stuck her head out of the bathroom after an absurdly fast shower without her glasses and. Things. Escalated. Sigh. Lisa does her best to keep her voice level as she mediates, but it definitely doesn't work; her pitch is a bit high and she sounds like she's straining not to scream.]

Gotcha. I promise neither one of you are threats to the other. Ah, Junna, this is Karen-chan, whose apartment this is, aside from the room she's graciously letting me stay in. Karen-chan, this is Junna, my girlfriend, who was really in need of some comfort last night for reasons we'll explain, and who cannot currently see you without her glasses. We'll do real introductions once everyone is dressed and nobody has weapons or pretend weapons in their hands. Yes, Junna, I know you can't see me but I'm looking at you too. Please go ahead and finish up, we'll wait now that I'm not going to get shaken down for rare items. Probably.

[She runs her hands through her hair roughly - oily; she definitely wants her turn in the shower (and food!) but it's going to have to wait a bit now - and sighs again, turning back to Karen fully.]

May as well wait at the table for her. It's where I was headed before you found me first. Please put P-chan away first, though. I'm getting used to it but she definitely isn't. I'm... gonna grab my phone, if you don't mind, I've been aggressively not checking it for the last day or so.

[But as she walks away, she doesn't stop talking, since she's even more aware than usual that Karen can still hear her.]

Welcome back, at any rate. Hopefully your trip was good?

[Junna sputters for a moment as everything comes at her at once. First, this is not a home invasion; this is the owner of said home. Second, Karen thought they might be the home invaders. Third, she is pointing a toothbrush at her in a way that she thinks is threatening. (It is not.) Her cheeks flush as she stares in Karen's direction.]

O-oh my gosh, I-I am so sorry, Karen-san! P-Pardon, I don't know your last name! [She starts to bow, but she's just wearing a towel, so she thinks better of that and pulls it tighter around herself. Then she looks in Lisa's direction, and her cheeks were already flushed. She makes an 'eep' noise, and then she tosses the toothbrush onto the counter with a clatter. She sputters again.]

R-Right! I-I'll be done quickly!

[She closes the door, then leans against it. She blows out air, sending some wet strands of purple hair up.

Then Junna hurries over to finish cleaning up and getting dressed.

[While Karen has no idea what is going on, she's able to tell it was something serious. Both Lisa and her (special) friend seemed to be a bundle of nerves, and entirely too worried she is going to be angry with them. The first thing she does is stop holding the pellet gun in any way that could be considered threatening. The barrel is pointed at the floor, if Lisa knows what to look for its obvious the safety is on, and its being held in one hand. The other hand she holds out, trying to calm her guests down. Her tone of voice is intentionally gentle, even softer then normal.]

I already told you I'm not angry. Please, calm down. Its not a big deal at all you brought someone here. I did not invite you to stay with me to stress you out MORE. I do want to know what is going on, but not so I can judge you or justify any sort of anger. Its to see if I can do anything for you, even if its just leave the two of you alone.

[Junna might not be able to see it, but Karen flashes her a smile.]

Kohiruimaki Karen. We can save the proper introductions after we're both dressed. I'm still in my pajamas, after all. And like I said, please don't stress. I have no intention of kicking you out.

[She turns to return to her room, both to store her menacing little hobby gun away, and to change, but turns to answer Lisa first.]

It was nice to see my family again, but I wasn't able to tell them about being a Dreamer. I doubt it would even bother them, I just am not sure how I'd explain LLENN to them. Anyway, back in a moment.

[She returns in a very unflattering outfit, a flannel shirt and a pair of sweat pants, settling in at the table to wait for Junna. She does her best to look calm and friendly, she doesn't want to make either of the other girls more nervous then they already were.]

[Lisa lets out a breath as the barrel of the P-90 comes down; she's not even thinking to check the safety. She's kind of talking over everyone, but... she'd been afraid something would go horribly, horribly wrong. Karen had proven fairly easygoing in the past, but she wasn't going to count on that. So she's relaxing a little now that things seem to be calming down. That was... unexpectedly stressful, even if not for the reasons any of them really thought it would be.]

I'm... getting there, Karen-chan. It was just kind of... well, terrifying when you thought I was breaking in and you brought your model SMG out here to threaten me, but I was a little scared once I thought you were going to get mad at Junna. So even if you aren't, and I do believe you, I just... need a minute. [Lisa shakes her head.] I'm trying not to speak for Junna too much until she's out here, but... you've probably got the most understanding parents out of us, about Dreaming. But I'm glad it was a good trip! Ah, back in a second-

[She disappears into her own room for her phone, bringing it back out and dropping it on the table like she'd much rather have nothing to do with it. She... swipes away just about every notification, but there's a lot of swiping to be done. Half the Dreamer Union having her LINE address means there are a lot of people asking after her. When Karen returns a moment later, Lisa nods.]

Um, I should apologize. Not for everything else, just... you've been really chill since we met and I shouldn't have assumed the worst. I'm just really sensitive about Junna right now. For her sake and mine. I trust you to hear us out, though.

H-Hoshimi Junna. [Her reply is polite enough, but a bit hurried before she vanishes into the bathroom.

She gets ready as quick as she reasonably can. And once she's all dressed, she looks into the mirror. She exhales, adjusts her glasses, and then checks over the things she borrowed. And her toothbrush, sitting next to Lisa's now. Junna takes a second to summon her courage up, then steps out of the bathroom.

She has Lisa's borrowed T-shirt and flannel pants on, with the brown hoodie zipped up. She looks at the kitchen table, smiling at Lisa and Karen both.]

U-Um! Good morning. Thank you for your hospitality, Kohiruimaki-san.

[She walks over, then sits next to Lisa.]

[She does her best to offer a polite smile to Lisa, but can't help but worry what sort of news she's going to hear. She decides to not push it, and let the two share at their own pace. She settles down at the table, shaking her head at Lisa's words.]

You don't need to apologize. I admit I don't know you very well, but even I can tell that you're very bothered by something. I won't make promises without hearing what you have to say, but if I can help in any way, don't hesitate to ask.

[There was a hint within the comment about her parents being understanding. She doesn't let her mind wander, though. She's find out soon enough. She offers Junna a similarly pleasant smile.]

Think nothing of it. Lisa-san is my friend, and by the time we are done talking, I would like it if you were as well. I probably shouldn't confuse you, but this is actually not the first time we've met. We can get to that another time, though. Please, tell me as much as the two of you are comfortable speaking about.

[For all she knows, Junna already knows about her little pink alter ego. The model gun WOULD have been a giveaway, if not for the lack of glasses. Who else would own a pink machine gun?]

Oh, and have the two of you eaten? It was so late when I got home last night I didn't want to upset my stomach. If you'd like, I could prepare something while we talk. Though since I didn't shop since coming back the choices might be a little bit limited, I'm afraid.

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