#merielle

mizuki (jokingly): “fine but go out with me.”

mizuki: there’s no way she actually thinks I’m a boy.

satomi: “omg yes!”

mizuki: “wait hold o—”

He should, of course, be prepared to see familiar faces in the Capitol a couple of days before the Games began again, but it was still strange, in general, to be in this version of the Capitol with the usual fare of people he generally associated with the worst times of year.

Well. He supposed now, for at least one more Games, he'd still have to.

Except Merielle was standing near the produce (or... where the produce should be, there was one sad looking apple and some canned pears that seemed to date to the Dark Days put out on the shelves today), with an unreadable look on her face. He didn't know Merielle very well, but the Victors who were cast into the Games the way they had been did look out for one another.

"Merielle, you good?"

“Hitoribocchi no Isekai Kouryaku” The Second Promo