InsaneJournal

Who: Kiriko, Reizo
What: IDEK
When: The day after Kiriko's back in town
Where: Reizo's apartment
Why: Loose ends

For the past ten minutes, Kiriko had been crouched in the hallway outside of his apartment, trying to decide on a direction once and for all. It was rare that she entered any situation without at least a basic idea of what her approach was going to be, but circumstances being what they were, she had yet to figure out what to do with herself. Her determination was fruitless. Try though she might to commit to being angry or sympathetic or supportive or hardassed or candid or coy, she still found herself caught somewhere in the middle of every option she could think of.

It didn't help any that Reizo himself was a bit of an unknown variable. It might even be insulting to treat him like nothing had changed, but here she was on his doorstep with a bag of take-out as if that were the case. With a sigh, she tipped her head back and it fell against the wall with a soft thump. There was nothing she hated more than uncertainty, but camping outside of his door was pretty much the furthest she could get from the kind of decisive action that usually got her through it.

With the thought of how terribly embarassing it would be if he opened the door and caught her slumped outside of it floating through her head, she pulled herself to her feet, adjusted her hair, and stepped up to the plate, knocking on the door. While she waited for it to open, she tried to fix her face with an expression she hoped said you're-an-idiot-and-an-asshole-but-I'm-sorry-about-your-father-and-I-really-hope-everything-works-out-because-that-would-suck-otherwise-but-really-you're-stupid, and held up the food bag with the air of one paying a toll when it finally did.

"Brought you food," she said, as if this wasn't obvious.