Himawari nodded at her friend vigorously. "It's bad. I left home when I was old enough for a reason. Maybe I'm more angry at our parents than her, but I'm still mad at her." She jabbed a fake-nail covered finger at her sister, the red enamel decorated with stripes of black glitter, gold cheetah print, and tiny plastic white roses on the ring finger alone. "Devil child. I'm the angel, I swear."
She wasn't and she knew it and Keita should not be fooled. But there were always two sides to the same token, two sides of the same story. Himawari saw it differently than Honoka did.
"Sounds exclusive, too, boy-o~" she grinned. "I'm happy for you both." Himawari felt a darkness as if she wanted to say 'I hope it doesn't end as badly for you as my vampire relationship did' but she kept it to herself. No need to plant that kind of seed. Maybe David just wasn't the kind of vampire that could hold out and Jaq was. Some people just weren't meant to be, after all.
"Not much. Honestly, I both want to explore and would rather stay in playing games. My usual." Outside of Mica and Jaq she had no vampiric connection these days and rather preferred to keep it that way.