#vaevictise

perhaps, from most, such a statement would come with exasperation or disdain, or both   —   as it is, tatsumi’s voice is serene as a prayer, smiling down at something he carries in his arms covered by leo’s jacket that he’d left behind with him just minutes before; something that, upon closer inspection, is definitely moving. 

          ‘  he said something about chasing inspiration and left “sena” with me... but i must admit, it’s been a while since i last had the chance to take care of a pet. perhaps as its namesake you would fare better than me...  ’

as if to corroborate his point, a little gray tabby pokes its head out of the bundle and mews up irritably at izumi. 

     ❝ sena-senpai...?  ❞ huh, this sure was embarrassing; here he was waiting outside like an idiot ( nothing new ) because he forgot his lunch, wringing his hands in his sweater and nearly tearing out the loose threads before he caught himself. mika could go without the food; he’s used to it by now; besides that outfit oshi-san made him still needs to fit around his waist, so it isn’t that important. what he wasn’t expecting was the knight nearly colliding into the doll, pulling mika out of himself, stuttering displeasure. that and the other teen damn near knocked him over! not surprising, however, given how he’s probably pushing a new record of a stick bug.

Gayle: accepting

What is the issue here? A towel is a towel, right? Still, she knows better than to express that opinion and her very genuine confusion as to how the kind of towel mattered to Izumi. She knows it'll only end in an earful that likely isn't going to provide an explanation and would only be an expression of his horror, so she nods, taking the towel offered up by the staff and folding it up to put it in a hamper for later, turning to the idol after taking care of that much she speaks, voice quiet as per usual, polite smile on her lips.