ITP: awkward tea parties

[fuckyou_chorus]

[somewhere off in the ~center of camp~ has been mysteriously set up with tables, teacups, and lots of hot water. you might even find yourself seated at one of them -- whether you meant to be there or not. so enjoy the conversation and actually having something to drink on Tuesday that wasn't possibly human once. well, probably. that cup you got

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Doumeki-kun.

[brokenclover]

[he is getting clung to, then]

[takemyothereye]

[ . . . ]

[brokenclover]

[holds onto him for a while, waiting until she manages to mostly calm down enough to try speaking again]

. . . If this is really what you want to do, I'm not going to ask you to stay.

[takemyothereye]

. . .

Sorry for doing this to you.

[brokenclover]

. . . You have to choose your own path. Watanuki-kun already chose his. I'll choose mine eventually.

[takemyothereye]

. . . it isn't easy.

[brokenclover]

[lifts a hand up to touch his cheek]

I figured.

[takemyothereye]

If you go back, look out for him.

[brokenclover]

[wraps her arms around his neck and nods]

[takemyothereye]

Thank you.

[brokenclover]

[can't get anymore words out]

[takemyothereye]

[he can't either. but he knows that for her, there might actually be more to say and ask . . . so he waits, still hugging her]

[brokenclover]

[eventually . . .]

Can we sit?

[takemyothereye]

Of course.

[brokenclover]

[moving to the bed, then]