( once again, silence lingers from shiemi in the moments after he speaks. only nodding, proving his train of thought correct. quietly, she reaches into the pocket of her dress and removes the card that she has tucked away in there and turns it over in her hands with a frown. it's almost funny, in a way.
after all, she can remember when the hardest thing she asked him before was going to the dance with her. she hadn't even been kissed yet and now, here she was, asking her first friend something like this. )
That's what a lot of people have told me. ( she says, breathing out a tired sound. ) I trust you, Yuki and I don't... I don't want...
( she doesn't want her first time with a stranger, under the influence of some strange drug and beyond herself. )
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after all, she can remember when the hardest thing she asked him before was going to the dance with her. she hadn't even been kissed yet and now, here she was, asking her first friend something like this. )
That's what a lot of people have told me. ( she says, breathing out a tired sound. ) I trust you, Yuki and I don't... I don't want...
( she doesn't want her first time with a stranger, under the influence of some strange drug and beyond herself. )