#gamefate

      she’s on her TIP TOES trying to reach for the spicy bag of chips, a few GRUNTS erupts from her mouth of frustration. futaba wants to stock up on her endless supply of SNACKS while she surfs the night for an ungodly amount of hours. a PANIC creeps in as she looks around for someone to help her. eyes dart around for ANYONE until she spots a girl near her who gives her the aura of one of those SHOUJO manga heroines. she slowly APPROACHES the woman, trying not to scare her off. her heart races because she’s accustomed to akira being with her. “ c-could you help ? i can’t reach a shelf. ”                                    ✧ @gamefate  // starter call        

   Okay, so maybe she's not as good at hiding her feelings as she thinks. They’re probably written all over her face. “It’s funny, I’ve heard that before,” she starts, laughing emptily. “But it turns out there are a lot of things that can make you feel inferior. And after a while, it’s harder not to let them.” She looks over at this strangely optimistic person, wondering if she can at all relate to what she’s talking about. “You ever feel like that, too?”