InsaneJournal

as if it wasn't obvious by now...
Who: (Shadow, probably) Kozue, Seiko, Misaki, Toru, OPEN~.
What: Run-ins, adventures, misadventures, etc.
Where: School Corridors.
When: Lunchtime. Just after the KouMail.
Why: Disastrous results.


There was a crash, and a clatter, from inside the School Counselor's office.

Someone yelped.

And then Kozue, still dressed in a pretty black dress you could wear to a funeral and heels that clacked on the floor with stacatto precision, stepped out, shaking her head. "Seriously." She turned back, addressing someone inside. "Career counselor? Are you kidding? If I wanted touchy-feely advice I'd call Madam Patra."

She shrugged, as if to say, well, you get what you pay for or perhaps, who should have expected better, and then walked off. Maybe there were a few not-useless people loitering around during lunch that she could prevail upon to help her out.

If not, well, the rest of Iburi was her oyster and she had only to smash it open.