#perfectimposter

Todo el día había sido realmente estresante para él, con todos esos chicos a su alrededor, sin dejarlo dormir tranquilo en clase. A veces era algo malo dormir solo 4 horas por día para ver a A-ya desde que se acuesta hasta que se levanta. Pero él no se arrepentía de nada, menos al recordar la cara de A-ya durmiendo.

Había llegado antes que cualquiera a la Sala de Música del Antiguo Edificio, por lo que espero pacientemente a que llegaran los demás. O mejor dicho a que llegara A-ya.

Cuando la puerta se abrió una gran sonrisa apareció en su rostro, la cual disminuyó de gran manera al ver de quien se trataba.

No... no esa chica otra vez.

Dio un suspiro interior y le saludo de manera calmada como siempre.

— Oh, B-ko-chan. Hola, pareces bastante tranquila en comparación a otros días, eh~ —

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There's so much things to do during a quiet morning under a brightening sun cheering up every residents living inside Trigraph as well to cities nearby affiliated to the said town. Since Ludger is gone to his own new work, Elle wake up early after him, noticing that the apartment was left on its own, taking in charge the tiniest female and the pudgy white cat. Pushing herself onto both feet, she rubbed hastily her drowsy eyes before eventually taking her everyday clothing, without removing from the mind her pocket watch always strapped -- Elle snapped out her reverie, tripping herself up to the kitchen to check whether the adult prepared something after he leaves -- Oh well, a soup based on tomatoes.. Great. Stretching up arms to ease her muscles, Lulu nearing closely in attempt to get the attention of his littlle friend, suggesting with a bow of his head the front door. 

Blinking twice, is it a good idea to went at this hour off of the apartment? Pondering carefully to this indication, if Lulu is williling to accompany Elle towards the restaurant of the station, it won't be bad, right--? Even so, it's Ludger's fault to have cooked a such soup with tomatoes, she couldn't appreciate that much, that fondness most likely being a sort of acknowledging of worship.

The idea seems out absolutely perfect to devour a dessert or something sweetened instead trying eating a dish didn't appreciated at its fair value -- Hands wagged cheerily, Elle nodded her head in sign of approbation, waltzing up to the yellow backpack suspended at a chair, after carrying on both shoulders the accessory, both beings speed off to the corridor, crossing the path in order to get out from the infrastructure, followed per greeting of other inhabitants who have done some compliments echoing throughout the residential area, sounding out as a retrospective of salutation.

Still keeping a fast pace, Elle quickens her movements of legs, head pivoted at a opposite direction, not going so far to look where she would go, that claim to barely freezing her face off shifted directly unto behind her back, remarking promptly a group of older persons tracking a same path, perhaps by a random circumstance? Eyes narrowed, taking notes in mind they followed obviously hers route, she feels her brows twitching under an assumption these guys are doubtfully lost either travelers, for sure but Elle cannot put her finger on it, not so fastly.