I'm sitting right now, if that makes you feel any better?
[ gurl he's asking about you, not him ]
I don't think I'm as exhausted as those guys, but... Well, see, I was trying out these new heels that I found with Arashi-chan the other day, but I think I hit my limit with this pair and now I can't walk without them killing me. But she'd already gone home, so...
[He doesn't bother replying, but the message gets marked as read, so it's reasonably safe to assume that Izumi's already on his way.
In ten minutes he's marched up to Anzu, a shadow towering over her with a dire expression to match โ but within moments it mellows out to a more manageable frown as he shoves a small plastic bag at her, then takes a seat at her side.
Within the bag she'll find a handful of pills (vitamins, supplements, medicines), a bottle of tea and some fruit juice, a pack of energy gel โ an assortment for varying degrees of fatigue since he didn't exactly know what condition she's in and hadn't asked, either โ but possibly the most important things sit at the bottom of the bag: a pair of clean socks and new, comfortable sneakers in her size, as well as a few band-aids for any blisters she might've sustained.
Huh. It's almost like he's used to this.]
I know you've been running around all dressed up lately as a fully-fledged producer, but losing to a new pair of heels? Really?
[ oh god, a bad bitch incoming. it's always a little scary to see sena izumi walk up to her, because he usually has a complaint at the ready and she'll have to work double-time just to appease him and calm him down. judging from the supplies he brought with him though, she probably doesn't have anything to worry about--
until he opens his mouth to complain again. sigh. ]
I only broke them out today, I swear. I didn't think they'd bite into my feet this early in...
[ she sticks out her leg to show him one of the heels in questions. it looks ordinary enough, but looking closely izumi can notice how the tips are a little too tight for anzu's liking. ]
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[ gurl he's asking about you, not him ]
I don't think I'm as exhausted as those guys, but... Well, see, I was trying out these new heels that I found with Arashi-chan the other day, but I think I hit my limit with this pair and now I can't walk without them killing me. But she'd already gone home, so...
[ y-yeah. ]
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okay, turning it on and sending him the location! true to her word, she is at the lobby, seated at one of the couches... ]
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In ten minutes he's marched up to Anzu, a shadow towering over her with a dire expression to match โ but within moments it mellows out to a more manageable frown as he shoves a small plastic bag at her, then takes a seat at her side.
Within the bag she'll find a handful of pills (vitamins, supplements, medicines), a bottle of tea and some fruit juice, a pack of energy gel โ an assortment for varying degrees of fatigue since he didn't exactly know what condition she's in and hadn't asked, either โ but possibly the most important things sit at the bottom of the bag: a pair of clean socks and new, comfortable sneakers in her size, as well as a few band-aids for any blisters she might've sustained.
Huh. It's almost like he's used to this.]
I know you've been running around all dressed up lately as a fully-fledged producer, but losing to a new pair of heels? Really?
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until he opens his mouth to complain again. sigh. ]
I only broke them out today, I swear. I didn't think they'd bite into my feet this early in...
[ she sticks out her leg to show him one of the heels in questions. it looks ordinary enough, but looking closely izumi can notice how the tips are a little too tight for anzu's liking. ]