𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘙𝘌𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋 𝘋𝘜𝘛𝘠

i'm. . . well, thank you, & yourself? i have an hour of free time, i suppose, though it would depend on your proposal.

ah, ruby-kun. good evening.

hmm. . . must have been the wind. . . . . . .

you're talking like—— not * you— ! 💦 *

💦 ? ! *

( —— !! ears perking, rounding the corner. ) hey hey, besti—— . . .

( slight knitting of brows. lips purse. the clock is ticking. each second that passes by, weighs heavier than the last. ) i would rather not have to disrespect you by closing the door in your face. if you would. . . let us say goodnight & be done.

. . . 💧* perhaps your. . . heart * could do with the rest, as well. if that will be all, i must insist i take my leave.

daiichi ruby. . . i can't come with you, it's past curfew, & time to rest. i must maintain my schedule.

. . . is that all? it's almost time for lights out. 😶 *

😐 so loud, even after curfew.

. . . 😱❕❕*

( fast. . . !! well, of course she is, splendid lady of the track! an enthusiastic nod is given, yet, already, she mourns the loss of silken soft touch. not-so-subtly, sidling up to ruby once she returns to her side. ) you for real gonna join me, o-jou?! »