[ March sits still for a minute longer, resting a hand on his head--and then she lifts it, shifting herself off of him to allow him room to stand. It truly is an unfortunate time when bringing one's boyfriend to one's room doesn't necessarily mean doing Things behind closed doors.
... But maybe next time, she tells herself. It wouldn't sit right with her to do anything more when her emotions were still in turmoil. ]
Thanks for hearing me out, Izou.
[ I mean. She dragged him here. But he'd listened. ]
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... But maybe next time, she tells herself. It wouldn't sit right with her to do anything more when her emotions were still in turmoil. ]
Thanks for hearing me out, Izou.
[ I mean. She dragged him here. But he'd listened. ]