@hackthief continued from x.
Blinking tiredly, Akira does little else but stare at Futaba from beneath sleep-glued eyes, mouth fallen into a little ‘o.’ They reach up. Rub the sleep away. “Heard someone rummaging around.” In short: you woke me up. Futaba may be a master of stealth, but Akira’s a light sleeper ( unless the world of the velvet room called her away ; in which case they were essentially dead to the world ).
Finally feeling a little more conscious, Akira stands a little straighter and goes to perch on one of Leblanc’s barstools. “...Are you looking for your hoodie?” It’s a blase inquiry as he watches Futaba continue to scour the area. He’d actually taken it upstairs for safekeeping, but it was kind of fun to watch her turn the store upside down...............Sojiro would have a heart attack.
