#homuchi

    Weary eyes shut as blue hair bobbed along with a head falling just too far back, SNAPPING the young girl awake from her momentary slumber. It was HER idea to get lunch, though it might not have been a bright one considering the lack of sleep she was running on. No one had even agreed to come, it only seemed POLITE to stop in for a few minutes just in case. 

    To her dismay her eyes caught sight of a familiar face. A full GRIN spread across her face, INSTANTLY waking from her once exhausted state.  

 ❛  It’s about TIME! I was begging to think no one would show!! ❜  

                                          conceptual death   knew    ⸻  how to create a bully. hurt someone all their   lives   . THEN GIVE THEM POWER. as the   grandest monster   of them all conceptual death was well aware.   &&   where there not numbers of bullies in this fragment, but one took the crown as the   queen   of bullies. even ripping apart   ‘    god    ’   . all of this was but a cup of tea to kill an afternoon.  not even a good one.  impossible standards were   not   met, even a tragedy such as this merely   bored   grandest one. scrawny form born from   golden nebulas   , finally spectator entered the stage once more.

      “I had a nightmare.”

                 The sentence is softly spoken into the void that sat awkwardly between them ; commented as nonchalant that the red head has ever been with the other. The prongs of the fork rest against her lips while she lets the sentence build within her mind. Finding her exact words on what exactly to say next. Her gazes settles upon nothing in particular , but anywhere  other than homura. 

                                        ‘ I have ‘em pretty often , actually …. I use ta’ think nothin’ of ‘em .. but now … I’m not sure what ta’ think … ’

           ‘      ---- akemi - san ! i thought i had missed you, ah i wanted to congratulate you !    ’

             her face is flushed from the excitement of graduation, shouts of victory & bright smiles decorated the esteem campus. mami herself had left last year & already started the venture of university, & no matter how much she dreaded the labs & gargantuan essays she found solace in the breath of new beginnings.