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level 3;
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shiori loved and hated being alone.
it was the heavy breathing, the delicate footsteps slugging against the cold ground that sounded like raindrops plopping onto a windowpane for her.
"oh? you're new", the bleached blonde girl marveled, her eyes hungrily taking in every feature of the tall half-russian boy.
"haiba lev. here to deliver your lunch", the male smiled, sliding the plate of food and drink over as kozume had done in the morning.
shiori glanced over at the security camera, grinning as she walked over to the edge of the cage.
"call me shiori, lev".
"well, you have 30 minutes to eat lunch, prisoner #520. I heard you skipped breakfast, and dinner isn't until 6:30", haiba informed.
shiori sighed. "if only I had a clock...being trapped in his white room...this cage...doesn't really help you tell time does it?", the girl chuckled.
"it's currently 12:32", haiba said, to which shiori had laughed even harder, seeing as the boy was serious.
"you're funny lev, really witty. say, has anyone told you how pretty your eyes are?"
haiba zipped his lips shut, as he knew kuroo was currently on security cams and he didn't want to be yelled at later.
he was only allowed to answer practical questions, ones like asking about the time, or what day it was.
but other than that, haiba was instructed not to answer, no matter how much he wanted to converse with the criminals.
"they're emerald green, quite the peculiar color", shiori mumbled, staring at haiba as his eyes darted to the side.
"am I making you comfortable? my apologies, lev. I didn't mean to. it's just...been so long since I've had a conversation with someone you know?", shiori mumbled, combing through her tangled locks with her roughed up fingers.
shiori wished that she had a brush and a mirror. she was never one to care much about her looks, but she could feel her hair become a rat's nest.
and she was desperate to fix it.
"will I get to shower?", shiori questioned, dropping the honey sweet tone in her voice as she was done playing nice.
