RP textlog

[daihardcourage]

Who: Inoue Miyako and Motomiya Daisuke
When: Today sometime
Why: you'll see....

Daisuke pulled out his cell phone. He quickly pushed a bunch of buttons, spelling out a phrase.

=Miyako, what's your favourite number?=

There, nice and neat and sent, Daisuke thought to himself.

Now all he had to do was wait for a reply.

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[inouemiyako]

Pouring over a textbook with too fine print, Miyako clunked her head against the wall she was leaning against. Over the course of the day she'd managed to find herself sitting in every possible awkward position her room would allow.

The bespectacled girl punched the pillow cushioning her back.

*Beep Beep Beep*

"Huh?" She peered around and dug under a massive pile of what used to be post-its.

A text message. Who would- She read the name and her eyebrows jumped up and down in an angry dance.

Miyako typed out her reply.

=15, and why are you bothering me!?=

[daihardcourage]

His cellphone beeped at him, signalling a text. Ah there we go, it was Miyako after all, like he suspected.

He read the curt, short note. His thumb flew across the tiny number pad.

=It was just one question. Gee, chill out, Miyako. Besides, would you rather I call you to ask you?=

Man, she sure seemed high-strung and touchy, mused Daisuke.

[inouemiyako]

Miyako rubbed at her eyes as the telltale beep signalled Daisuke was not going to stop harassing her for outrageous reasons. Really, what could be more inane than that?

=Hello! Studying for most important exams of my life here.=

[daihardcourage]

Daisuke rolled his eyes. He grit his teeth and refrained from answering her. Sometimes...he just wanted to strangle the girl, just a little.

One harmless question and she was all over him! Getting on his case about the weirdest things. He scowled, mood darkening.

Did she expect him to be psychic? To somehow magically know she was studying?