[ Haruka waits for Michiru to shut the bathroom door behind her, neatly sets the remaining towel on the living room table, and then collapses on the sofa, arms splayed out over the backrest and head tilted back.
eyes fluttering to a close, she lets out a heavy breath. in all honesty, Michiru taking a bath would've been beneficial to her, too; it would've given her actual time to rest. as it is, though, Haruka makes use of what time she's got to relax, and hopes Michiru is very thorough in washing her face.
she very nearly dozes off (but definitely just nearly) when Michiru's voice snaps her back to reality, and she instantly hops to her feet. ]
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eyes fluttering to a close, she lets out a heavy breath. in all honesty, Michiru taking a bath would've been beneficial to her, too; it would've given her actual time to rest. as it is, though, Haruka makes use of what time she's got to relax, and hopes Michiru is very thorough in washing her face.
she very nearly dozes off (but definitely just nearly) when Michiru's voice snaps her back to reality, and she instantly hops to her feet. ]
I'll drive you.