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I curl up in my bed again for the fourth day in a row, just staring at the wall with the soft yellow and black blanket over my head, trying to fight the urge to call her again. My eyes fall to my hands that are fidgeting in my lap, one nail is trying to peel off the already chipping black nail polish on my other fingernails.
As a distraction when I got home that night, we had all stayed up in the living room to watch movies in a blanket fort with snacks for everyone and the new tub of honey-nutbutter ice cream that Mina had promised would be waiting for me when I got back.
Everyone knew better then to snag a bite of my ice cream when I was like this, so they mostly just stayed close to me or huddled around me, at one point, either Eiji or Kats started playing with my hair while they sat behind me on the couch when they noticed how tense I was.
Out of everyone, Mina was the closest to me, snuggled into my arm with her head resting on my shoulder, at one point I held out my spoon for her with a bite of ice cream and she looked up to smile at me, happily taking the offering.
"Thanks, Ina."
She smiled at me again. "Anytime, Kiks."
After watching two movies, Eiji, Kats and Minoru retired for the night because they all had lessons early the next morning. Hanta and Mina stayed up with me for another two and a half hour movie and at one point to distract another panic attack from rising when I felt it start, Mina had voted to paint my nails and the distraction had helped to keep the panic attack at bay.
It had even been a little funny to watch her pin Hanta to the floor and paint his nails too when he tried to run after she suggested she paint them for him.
Mina was ruthless when she wanted something done, she was the only girl living in our shared dorm after all, which she had asked to be a part of, not that she minded living with a bunch of boys. They had only allowed it because she promised that she'd keep us in line and we all backed her up on that statement.
After all, she had been a mother figure to all of us for years now.
Fuck, she even managed to get along with Mineta of all people when he finally managed to mature enough and she had happily and enthusiastically given him advice on how to get a girl, which had worked out in his favor with Himiki.
I wince at the sharp pain in my finger that pulls me from my thoughts.
"Fuck," I mumble as I look down at the little bead of blood from my cuticle from scratching away the coloured polish so hard, making sure not to get blood on the blanket around me, I stand and sway a bit before I make my way to the shared bathroom.
"Kiks? You okay, Hon?" Her voice is worried and I see her head poke into the bathroom from the mirror on the wall near the cabinet where we keep the bandages.
"I'm alright, Ina. Just scratched too hard." I manage to reply as I meet her onyx amber eyes in the mirror when she enters the bathroom fully.
She turns me a bit and examines the cut with a tsk and a small smile.
