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Tweak says, "easy now, fuzzy lil man peach"

kondo kozue | 近藤梢 (anthesphoria) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-04-29 20:49:00

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kozue, toshimi

Who: Kozue and Toshi
What: Laundry-ing.
When: After things have calmed down somewhat.
Why: They are Team Suffering And Some Stuff.
Where: Dorms, Laundry Room.

Contrary to popular belief, Kozue did in fact do her own laundry.

Sometimes, at least.

Tonight was one of those nights; she had come downstairs to the laundry room for a change of scenery. Sitting in her dormitory waiting for her bereavement leave to end was beginning to get old; at first she had thought she needed a change of scenery, and had gone out on the town looking for it. But being out didn't help much, either, and she was beginning to suspect she needed a change of something else. The problem was what.

So for now, it was a change of clothes she was after. Her delicates were in the washer, her uniform skirts in the drier, and Kozue was sitting on top of one of the driers, swinging her legs and zoning out and thinking about Not Unpleasant Things.

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anthesphoria
2010-06-08 05:18 pm UTC (link)

Kozue looked up at the ceiling, if only because she didn't want to make Toshi more uncomfortable by just staring at her. People didn't like those dead blue eyes fixed on them, like…

She blew out a huff of air. It was the voice of her grandmother, almost, the part of her that had memorized and believed everything her grandmother had said. And Kozue was sick of listening to it. (The fact that it, too, had been in her place in Paradise was at once a confirmation that it was there, and that maybe she had the capacity to tell it to shut up once in a while.) "I didn't really mean that, I actually meant, you know, sports teams." She shrugged. "... Maybe not. Maybe I meant both."

"I don't want to push to talk about it, or pry into your business. Well. Any more than everyone kind of already has," she amended, fidgeting a little.

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thrown_to_winds
2010-06-22 08:04 am UTC (link)

Toshi was quiet for a moment as she placed the last few articles of clothing into their respective piles. There it was, clear as day. An opportunity to back out and forget that the subject had been approached. She was supposed to take that opportunity, right? Since that was what she'd wanted. But now that it was staring her in the face, she wasn't sure if it was actually what she wanted.

Finally, she said, "Both is fine. After what happened, I think...I think you probably deserve to talk about whatever you want to talk about."

She gathered her pile of whites and hoisted them into a machine. "Actually, everyone's been quite respectful," she said thoughtfully. After a pause she added, "I kind of wish they wouldn't. It's more than I deserve."

She focused very intently on digging the necessary coins to operate the machine out of her pocket before adding, "But it's good if it means that nobody has to worry about me."

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