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[L]ater that evening you sat at your vanity, meticulously brushing/combing your hair while Sayuri rummaged through her makeup bag on the bed behind you. The two of you had been chatting continuously about the upcoming night at Kuroo's place, a mixture of excitement and nervous energy filling the small room. Sayuri could hardly contain her glee, eyes sparkling as she glanced at you with newfound enthusiasm.
"I can't believe I actually mustered the courage to ask Kuroo!" she squealed.
"I can't believe he actually agreed," you added while adjusting your hair.
Sayuri grinned, dabbing some highlighter on her cheekbones. "I know, right? How could I possibly resist the chance to spend more time with Kuroo? Did you see his fucking build!? Plus," she added with a mischievous glint in her eye, "who knows, maybe I'll luck out tonight."
You rolled your eyes at her playfully. "You're on your period, remember?"
Sayuri shrugged while applying a final coat of mascara. "A little blood never stopped anyone. Maybe Kuroo's a vampire," she giggled and burst into a small fit of laughter when you grimaced.
You couldn't help but laugh at the girl's antics, but a pang of guilt tugged at your chest. It didn't feel fair to you that you were going about things as though they were normal. As much as Sayuri's interest may have shifted to Kuroo, she still at least deserved to know that you were interested in pursuing Kenma. Though, you would leave out some details.
