[ she knows they've all been giving her a wide berth, these weeks. yukari and mitsuru because of her traitorous heart and poor judgement, shinji because... he just wasn't one to push. the knock is a surprise.
kotone had been listening to music, but on headphones, beneath the sheets. still, the sound at the door broke through. she pauses it and pulls herself to her feet, tugging a worn pink hoodie on over the clothes she slept in the night before—
and at last, she opens the door a crack, peering out. ]
Oh. Hi, Mitsuru. [ she glances past the redhead, noticing the other girl's presence as well. ]... Yukari, too. What's up?
[ she doesn't sound anything but... tired, to be honest. as if something bone-deep has settled in. it isn't the same as how she seemed in february, mercifully, but even so. ]
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kotone had been listening to music, but on headphones, beneath the sheets. still, the sound at the door broke through. she pauses it and pulls herself to her feet, tugging a worn pink hoodie on over the clothes she slept in the night before—
and at last, she opens the door a crack, peering out. ]
Oh. Hi, Mitsuru. [ she glances past the redhead, noticing the other girl's presence as well. ]... Yukari, too. What's up?
[ she doesn't sound anything but... tired, to be honest. as if something bone-deep has settled in. it isn't the same as how she seemed in february, mercifully, but even so. ]