You lived a life without speaking, not that you couldnt - you just didnt want to
"Do you not speak?" Mizu asked draping her arm over her leg as she kept her gaze fixed on you
silence filled the room, you paused for a moment before you scribbled some...
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When you returned, it was already dusk. You carried the heavy bags you headed up the small steps and into the rented rooms. To your surprise, she was still lying in bed. You sighed, dropping the heavy bags onto the ground. You stumbled into the shared room and plopped yourself a fair enough distance from them and dozed off for a short power nap.
You awoke to the smell of food coming from the kitchen. Still having the waking-up-from-a-nap feeling, you slowly made your way over to the kitchen to see her holding herself up while cooking. Quickly, you rushed over but only to be stopped. Without even having to look back, she stopped you from coming any closer to the counter. You let out a small sigh as you took it as a sign and went to sit down.
It was quick before she had a plate done already and served it to you as she got hers. The two sat in silence as they both ate their meals. You finished and got up to put away your plate. You remembered that you had a small notebook in your travel bag. It was supposed to be for emergencies when you couldn't communicate with others, but you wanted to break the ice with this woman. You grabbed it and sat back down before flipping to the first page and began writing.
'What is your name?' you wrote as you handed her the paper and a yatate. She placed down her plate and wiped her mouth before taking it.
"Mizu," she paused, "and you?" she asked, handing you back the paper.
You wrote down 'Y/n, nice to meet you' handing back the paper.
"Y/n huh," Mizu's blue eyes met yours, "thank you for helping me," she said, breaking eye contact.
You flashed her a smile before writing down something else. 'I'm guessing you're a samurai, right?' You moved the paper while pointing to her sword, which was attached to her hip again.
She paused for a moment. "I'm seeking out my revenge; I have no interest in becoming a samurai."
You mouthed 'oh' before asking many more questions.
As night came, the two of you were still sitting down and asking the many questions you had.
"Do you not speak?" Mizu asked draping her arm over her leg as she kept her gaze fixed on you
silence filled the room, you paused for a moment before you scribbled something down and slid her the paper 'I can, it's just that I don't seek any pleasure in doing so''
"Hm," she locked her eyes back on yours again, "I guess that's better than having someone who speaks their head off."
You let out a small chuckle before nodding in agreement. A yawn escaped your mouth, 'I'll be heading to bed,' you showed her the paper before closing your notebook and waited as she helped herself up.
The two of you stood in the room looking to find a solution to the bedding problem. You scratched the back of your head as you placed a small barrier in the middle of the bed. You gave her a look, which she took as 'will this work?' She nodded before watching you slip into bed. You felt as if she also got right in after you did.
