Last sentence I wrote in a WIP... Oh, that's already in a post, over here: https://www.tumblr.com/lurkerwithcomputer/818460096155811840/ghoulified-yoriko-changing
So, while technically not the *last* thing I wrote, there are other things set in this AU I could put here that I haven't shared.
There's an interesting mood today, in the sun-streaked living room of Touka and Kaneki's house. It's not every day that Yoriko is having a casual conversation with a best-selling author, especially one as famous, or infamous, as Takatsuki Sen. Yoriko is doing her best not to be nervous or starstruck, but she's not sure how well it's working. It helps that it's not just Yoriko and Takatsuki at the table. Hinami, Touka, Touka's brother - Ayato - and the three girls who follow Ayato around are all here.
Takatsuki flicks a stray wave of mint green out of her face, and turns to Yoriko, smiling a bit, a smile that has less of the magazine-photo quality and little more real-and-awkward in it. And maybe a bit of devious, too.
"So you want to know a little more about ghoul culture? I have to say, you're taking this much better than most people who got turned into ghouls."
Yoriko's breath hitches. She's glad Touka and Hinami already warned her that Takatsuki might subtly needle her with an uncomfortable 'compliment', to test Yoriko's resolve.
"Knowing Touka-chan helps, Takatsuki-san," Yoriko says.
Takatsuki's smile widens.
"Ah, no, Yoriko-chan, it's Eto. I'm here as myself, not as the famous author," Taka-- Eto - says, "and I'm glad to hear Touka's tender care is working for you."
Oh, that has to be a loaded comment.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Touka grumbles.
"Oi. Aneki, that was bait," Ayato cuts in.
"Knock it off," says Hinami, looking around the table, "we're not here for verbal sparring, we're here to help Yoriko."
Which Yoriko firmly appreciates, thank you very much.
"Spoilsport," mutters Eto.
