#despairdiva

✧*̥  @despairdiva​​ *̥ dialed ˚✧: "Oooh!  you  have  some  CUTE  overalls!  Where'd  your  get  yours?"

He  looks  down  at  his  overalls,  pulling  the  top  of  it  a  bit,  acknowledging  his  own  initial  on  the  front  and  then  a  pause...

⋆ ★  ❝   I  don’t  know!  I  can’t  remember! ❞  And  he  honestly  did  not.  He  cannot  remember.  Why  could  he  not  remember  something  so  simple?

Running around with hardly time to rest certainly made her exhausted, and hungry. Komaru had recently scored extra bullets and she hadn’t spotted any Monobots in the last ten minutes. So she crouched down behind a half broken wall to rest. Except it didnt last long. She heard movement and peeked over the wall, hoping it wasnt a Monokuma - and it wasnt!

In fact, a human!

Rather, a girl. ”H-hey! Over here!” Ko called out with a small wave.

@despairdiva

“Ibuki Mioda, Ultimate Musician!”

"because he's being threatening! he takes after his momma - me! hand it over buddy~!"

    「     " you ever think the moon could fall?" woe, junko be upon ye   」    @despairdiva​

It startles him, her words     ―   HER PRESENCE. He hadn’t expected her to say anything to him, not out loud.

Perhaps STARTLE would be an ill-fitting term. perturb. Stupefy. What an impassioned, heartfelt thing to ask. 

But Mello humors her, at the very least, this girl beside him   &   her voluminous pig tails. He takes a minute to ponder her question, opting to take her inquiry with as much seriousness as it had been asked with.

He even takes as much time to mull over his response as it take for the small piece of chocolate in his mouth to melt on top of his tongue. She’d caught him between bites.

Ever since the plex opened up he’d been dreading even setting foot in the place now here he was working in it. Of course as one of the night guards, last he needs is the kids seeing his face on accident. Just the thought makes him grip his cane just a bit tighter as he walks making his round. The weather had him in a bit of a slump so he was struggling with keeping up with well his whole shift. Everything is going fine that is till he hears the voice of the new girl. Well sort of new, he just didn’t want to talk to her. Sighing he fixes his face mask as he looks over to hear her. Leaning on his cane as he came to a stop.

"No." Immediately goes to grab his mug away from her reach, Squinting at her. She is not allowed to drink his coffee.... so internally declares the detective...

"My coffee. Go get your own, please."

Sneaking up behind Junko, he placed his hands in front of her eyes to block her vision — a cheerful expression on his face. “ Guess who it is! ”