hiyori does nothing but stand there and heave for air for the rest of the ride in her rickety car burning so red that she glows. the situation sinks into her: how it wasn't yato's fault he went sprawling into her and how she overreacted. big time. but he also??? didn't have to just LIE there for so long and not move. that was his fault. even if he readily let her borrow his lap when she had her nap--
ugh. that doesn't count. she was unconscious and yato did it of his own volition.
as soon as the car comes to a stop, she's scrambling to get out of it, leaving her paintball gun behind on the seat. to march over to yato. as she opens her mouth to say something,
"hey!! good shooting! congrats on getting a high score! here you go! something for the funny couple!"
a little zombie plush is passed into her hands and she stares down at it, befuddled. ]
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hiyori does nothing but stand there and heave for air for the rest of the ride in her rickety car burning so red that she glows. the situation sinks into her: how it wasn't yato's fault he went sprawling into her and how she overreacted. big time. but he also??? didn't have to just LIE there for so long and not move. that was his fault. even if he readily let her borrow his lap when she had her nap--
ugh. that doesn't count. she was unconscious and yato did it of his own volition.
as soon as the car comes to a stop, she's scrambling to get out of it, leaving her paintball gun behind on the seat. to march over to yato. as she opens her mouth to say something,
"hey!! good shooting! congrats on getting a high score! here you go! something for the funny couple!"
a little zombie plush is passed into her hands and she stares down at it, befuddled. ]
Eh...?
[ couple... did they say...? ]