Jilly's Muses

          { I let my heartbeat tremble to my rhythm

                                                        Until the break of d a w n. }

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Her hands moved to her eyes, then she numbly reached over and pulled a pair of glasses off the table. The singer put them on, blinking a bit before focusing on Miku.

Dammit, she can make even glasses look good!

Miku could not wear glasses. She had tried them once, but no shape looked good on her face. She wore contacts instead. Yet, Luka's glasses suited her perfectly! Well, spun out and hungover or not, Miku wasn't going to let her know that she had one that one. Instead, she simply left the apartment, with a mumbled promise that she'd return.

She looked over at the tealette, eyes slightly puffy. There was a silence in which Luka sat up with a hand on her forehead. “…The first two, and a shirt, if you can manage such a commoner’s task.” …Where was her shame? 

…At least she still had a bra on. And, of all things, a striped white and teal one. But it must have been a DD cup.

Miku was the type to do that, actually.

So it was with a strange sort of silent hesitance that Miku approached the other, pulling the blanket back over her with lips set in a thin line. She disappeared into the kitchen, coming back after a few minutes with distaste on her features and a shirt in her hand.

It began with a quick text to Miku, only sent because the other would be needing to visit soon for some theater class work.

Moved out because of dad. Living with my friend Lily now. Atari Apartment room 392, if you need to know. There’s a door under the mat. -Luka

"God, Megurine. Keeping it classy, I see."

  ” Hm? ” May she help her? Perhaps with knowing who the other was, but otherwise, not really. While the woman did notice the other first, she had only spared her a curious glance before turning away. Turning back towards her, now, azure tints blinked.

        Might as well answer, right?

"Perhaps I scare the others away ... It suits me. But since you don't seem too uncomfortable ..." She shrugged, letting the other make what she would out of that. A valid invitation was not something that was likely to pass from her lips, but she knew she should be kinder to the possible El.

But that thought was cut short when she realized what Treat had said.

"…I was…?" Mayu did not understand at all. Nobody had ever said anything about that, so she couldn’t have been pretending to act that way. She didn’t even remember ever being like that! But if she wasn’t pretending, that would mean she was really like that…

She wasn’t like that at all… was she?

Chiming in, Treat giggled. "Not that you'd worry about something like that~!"

Trick glanced to his sister, as if looking for confirmation. In truth, he already had a good idea of what Treat was going to say. He was just doing it for Mayu's sake.

"Hmmm, there's nothing wrong with being like that!" Treat sipped at her tea calmly. "After all, Trick loves me and would do anything to protect me, yeah? And I love him, too! So really, we're sort of yandere, too, huh?"

"Ahhh, but we lack the jealous tendencies, dear sister."