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uhh... u get robbed or something?
She stared at her phone in a silence that threatened to crush her, the screen illuminating her face underneath the covers. the silence was broken by a comforting and familiar chiming sound she used as her ring tone. She played Diego's voicemail, though she didn't know why. Hearing his voice only made everything more painful.
He lingered in the hallway , subtly eavesdropping for the appropriate time to enter. When he no longer hear a boy's voice speaking, he slid in quietly, leaving the lights off. He sat down beside her, the side of his body brushing slightly against her back. "Are you in here talking to boys?" He whispered playfully in a conspiratorial tone towards where he thought her head might be, roughly.
"No." She murmured from under the covers with little emotion.
He leant his elbow into the crook of her waist but on top of the blankets casually, as if she were a piece of lounging furniture. "So how long so you intend to stay in bed do you think? I do so hate to be an annoyance but we rarely get visitors you know."
"Until I can think of a way to atone for my behavior."
He sighed, now leaning his other arm directly onto her hip, resting his weight against her. "You did everything you could, given the circumstances."
"... I failed you." She replied in a small, breaking voice.
"Watāme..." He addressed her, using their mutual favourite pet name, and pushed back the covers away from her face to find her crying.
She could see him now, a shape in the darkness. No glasses, but then, no eyes either. Too much shadow to be seen. He probably did it intentionally. But even in the darkness, having to face him after all of this was too much, and she shot upright from her spot to hug herself to him and break down into his chest.
He worked on positioning her into a more comfortable position and held her tightly as she cried into him, his hand cradling her head gently. He would let her cry as long as she needed to, and wouldn't speak again until she pulled away from him.
"I made you curry."
"Thank you... But I am not hungry."
"Buuuttttt there's chicken kaaattssssuuu....~" He replied sing-song into the darkness.
Chisaki choked out a laugh. " Why would she let you near hot oil...."
"I think she asks herself a similar question every time I enter the kitchen.
Come and eat when you are ready.... and text your friend back. I could hear it in his voice, he's worried about you."
