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<< CALIBRATING... >>Tanjiro texted me yesterday inviting me and a bunch of other people to a roller skating rink and boba. So, I said yes. I hate being deprived of socialization.
I would've said no, however, if I knew the full list of who was coming. Wanna guess who was coming along as well? Oh right, Muichiro fucking Tokito. I think I have like, the worst luck in the world. What if he asks for my number? What do I tell him? Maybe I can ask my phone to guide me to the nearest cliff, so I can jump off of it.
I quickly changed into a (outfit of choice) as I rushed into the bathroom and dug through my makeup box. Makeup is like an art, okay? Bitch, I am an artist. When I tell you I have the most fucking flawless base ever, you best believe it. Natural, heavy, whatever it is I'll make it work.
Screwing the mascara cap back on, I touched up on my hair as I heard my phone begin to ring. Looking at the contact name and heaving a sigh of relief when I say Aoi's goofy ass contact photo, I hit the accept button and put the phone up to my ear. "Aoi?"
I could hear her rushing around her house all the way from the other line. "Are you leaving the house yet? We're meeting at the subway, right?!"
"Aoi, calm down. Yes, we're meeting there." I tap the speaker button as I take the time to apply a coat lip gloss in the mirror.
"I'm so worried! What if Inosuke thinks I look stupid?!" She heaved a sigh as I closed my tube of lip gloss. I spray a bit of my favorite perfume on.
"Girl, you're fine. I promise you, Inosuke isn't the type of person to inspect whatever you're wearing. As long as you just act like a good person, you'll live." I reassured her as I grabbed put the phone up to my ear and grabbed my crossbody bag, waving goodbye to Makomo and opening the front door of my house. Aoi made a few more frustrated noises as she said goodbye and hung up. Pulling the phone away from my ear, I began to walk over to the subway.
Did I tell you all I have like, the worst fucking luck out of my entire friend group? No? Okay, this might prove it to you.
Muichiro is waiting outside the gate of my house, busying himself with his phone. First off, how the fuck did he find out where I live? Second off, why the fuck is he waiting for me outside? Third off, kill me now. Blue eyes look up at me, before he shuts off his phone and waves me over.
I walk over, trying to conceal my nervousness. "Hey, Muichiro." I say, paying careful attention to not call him Mui.
He gives me a once-over before looking back at his phone. "I noticed that we walk in the same direction to school... so I thought we could walk together to the subway."
I nod my head, pretending to act surprised. "Oh! Okay then, let's go!"
"Wait." He grabs my wrist before I have a chance to walk off, typing something on his phone using one hand. "I need to text someone."
Shit. Shit. Did I silence my phone? I grab my phone out of my pocket, silencing it sneakily and pretending to toy around with my phone. Two notifications pop up on my screen from him, as I frantically spam the lower volume button in an attempt to stop my phone from buzzing. Noticing him put his phone away, I put mine in my pocket too.
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