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It's been three days since Eli's gone to visit her family in Russia, and another two weeks before she gets back.

Nozomi already doesn't know how she's going to make it.

Moving in together has spoiled her; while she used to be perfectly fine going about her morning routine alone and returning to an empty apartment every evening, now, with the distinct Eli-shaped void in her day, the loneliness is unbearable.

Of course, she has her friends, whom she's always trying to meet as often as she can. And when she's with them, Nozomi forgets all about her loneliness -- but once their meetup is over and they all go their separate ways, it sets right back in.

Her home just feels too big with only her in it.

It's Friday evening and she has reading she was given to do over break, but Nozomi can't focus at all. It's too quiet; she can hear the ticking of the clock far too clearly, the chirping of crickets outside. She's read the same sentence four times now and she still has no idea what it says.

Nozomi falls back onto the mattress with a flomp, and spends a moment frowning up at the ceiling before inspiration strikes. With rekindled spirits, she reaches for her cellphone on the nightstand, and hits the second number on her speed dial.

"Nicocchi," she says in way of greeting, and doesn't bother with pleasantries such as 'hello' and 'how are you'. "Why don't you come over?"

Threaded | Flat

Despite being on break, Nico still has her responsibilities looking after her siblings.

Some days were more hectic than others but doing laundry, cooking meals, and cleaning around the house were things she enjoyed. Or at least, things she enjoyed a lot more than doing assignments over break. Homework was thrown into the back burner of her mind but because it was Friday, her mother was home which gave her less to do, which also meant less excuses to make for slacking off. And by evening, Nico had ultimately ran out of "productive" things to do.

Entering her room after an early bath, her eyes glance between the textbooks and her laptop at her desk. It was pretty obvious which of the two the girl would gravitate towards but like some unholy sign from above, her phone rings.

Upon reaching her phone, the caller ID reveals it to be none other than Nozomi on the other line. For a moment, Nico's eyes glazed over remembering 'study sessions' with Nozomi back in high school. It's almost like the other girl knew she was slacking off.

But as Nozomi began to talk the second Nico answered the phone, she was relieved Nozomi didn't mention the word homework at all. Thank god. "Oh?" Nico plopped herself onto her bed, glancing over to her clock. "Do I have to come over and cook for Nozomi because she forgot to eat again?" she says with a bit of a smirk.