( spoken lightheartedly, like she doesn't quite take her own death seriously, but, really — she almost died right before arriving here, so the memory is still fresh in her mind. a split second difference, and she would've gotten hit, perishing forever — and who knows whether this place would still take her in or not.
that's really neither here nor there, though, as she makes herself comfortable in rokkun's lap, glancing up at komaeda. )
We're both trash, Rocchi. Lowest of the low, you know? ( she doesn't hate herself outwardly very often: most times, she masks it with faux confidence, but... ah. well, it's fine. it's these two, and they can be privvy to her little secret. ) If that's all you're gonna give us, it's not very motivating, either. Also...
( she glances down, at where her skirt ends, just above the middle of her thighs. )
Aren't you a little too comfortable like this? Hey... how many girls do you have outside of here? ( not the sidechicks... she always knew he was a player smh... )
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( spoken lightheartedly, like she doesn't quite take her own death seriously, but, really — she almost died right before arriving here, so the memory is still fresh in her mind. a split second difference, and she would've gotten hit, perishing forever — and who knows whether this place would still take her in or not.
that's really neither here nor there, though, as she makes herself comfortable in rokkun's lap, glancing up at komaeda. )
We're both trash, Rocchi. Lowest of the low, you know? ( she doesn't hate herself outwardly very often: most times, she masks it with faux confidence, but... ah. well, it's fine. it's these two, and they can be privvy to her little secret. ) If that's all you're gonna give us, it's not very motivating, either. Also...
( she glances down, at where her skirt ends, just above the middle of her thighs. )
Aren't you a little too comfortable like this? Hey... how many girls do you have outside of here? ( not the sidechicks... she always knew he was a player smh... )