The Hell Just Happened?

[seiyayamada]

After texting Miho, Seiya payed for their lunch and escorted Greg to the outside of Miho's building. After all that had just transpired: the mirror, the little girl, the giant bruise, it was no wonder people were giving her a strange look. Hobbling like she'd just been in the war, Seiya leaned against the wall for support. "She should be down any minute."

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[terminalshow]

J..jeez. Miho sunk into her couch, waving a hand absently to Gregory as he left. Her eyes drifted shut a bit and she sighed. What a day, what a day! That had been terrifying, but kind of cool. “What’re we going to do, Seiya-chan…?” Even though her senpai was sleeping.

[seiyayamada]

As Miho sat down beside her, Seiya regained consciousness, sitting up slowly. Cradling her hand, she let out a little pained huff.

"S'going on? How long was I out?"

[terminalshow]

"Oh! Oh, heey." Miho looked rather relieved to see Seiya awake! She was a bit of a worrywart, after all. "Umm, hm, not too long. Maybe ten, twenty minutes? G-san left already.. He looked kind of out of it, aha. How're you feelin'?"

[seiyayamada]

"Very tired." She flashed a weak smile, hoping to at least make Miho believe she was fine. "Thanks for... yanno." She waved her bandaged hand, "This."

[terminalshow]

"Of course! It's the least I could do, right?" She returned the smile as she shoved some of her hair behind her ear. "Don't worry about it. You saved us, and all.. That was crazy- Um! Do you want some tea? Or food? Maybe you should sleep." Worrywart.