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Shiori Wakanata (shiori_wakanata) wrote in disappear_rpg,

It was obvious that it was laundry day at the Wakanata household, for not only was Shiori wearing a tanktop instead of one of her usual abstract tees but she was wearing jeans, and long ones at that. Though she had tried to make herself feel better by wearing flip-flops instead of sneakers, it was a useless effort; wearing long pants reminded her of the school uniform, which reminded her of school and thus her classes and her grades in them. Not a comforting association for her.

Still, she forced herself to suck it up. She wasn't about to cancel on Aoi-san and Ikeda-san for such a silly thing as not being able to wear a skirt. Even if it did really suck.

Having not wanted to sit in her house and listen to the washing machine rumble, Shiori had left the house. And, for once, she had left her bag behind - with jeans (and pockets), she had no need for it. She felt so unlike her usual self it was a bit disconcerting. Did her clothes really mean that much to her? At least she had her favorite orange pin in her hair - that was one thing she had been determined to wear.

So, she had sat outside of the movie theater, idly playing a game on her cell while chewing on a piece of gum. The low scores she had been continually getting did nothing to relieve her poor mood; if anything, it made it worsen.

Still, when Aoi-san ran over and apologized for being late, Shiori looked up and returned the smile.

"You aren't late at all," she told her. "I don't think, anyway."

Obviously, Shiori was caring about the time.

Looking at Aoi-san's dress, Shiori's eyes widened in recognition and she smiled softly.

"Ah, so you did make it," she said happily. "It's cute on you, Aoi-san."