[ Haruka plans on it. she's tired, too, and doesn't see the point in forcing small talk where neither of them are up to it. all the both of them want right now is to get home, and sleep.
at a stoplight, she glances off to the side, catching sight of Michiru's profile. she looks so peaceful, the tension finally drained from her features, her usual guardedness gone.
she's pretty, like that.
shaking her head, Haruka focuses back on the road. and maybe because she isn't looking at Michiru, and Michiru isn't looking at her, she feels the sudden urge to speak. ]
... Hey. [ quietly, softly. ]
Thanks for today.
[ if Michiru's asleep and doesn't hear, that's just as well. ]
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at a stoplight, she glances off to the side, catching sight of Michiru's profile. she looks so peaceful, the tension finally drained from her features, her usual guardedness gone.
she's pretty, like that.
shaking her head, Haruka focuses back on the road. and maybe because she isn't looking at Michiru, and Michiru isn't looking at her, she feels the sudden urge to speak. ]
... Hey. [ quietly, softly. ]
Thanks for today.
[ if Michiru's asleep and doesn't hear, that's just as well. ]