Personal Space [closed]
Characters: Ichigo & Rukia
Content: It's too hot to sleep in the closet gosh darn it.....so they address the matter, accordingly of course.
Location: Ichigo's place
Time of day: Night
Warnings: Uhhh.......none really? Ichigo curses in his head? Mildly....mild thoughts however incidental concerning beds and where a boy and a girl should or should not sleep? Etc?
Rukia was not happy. Rukia was, in fact, rather annoyed. The bites from nearly a week and a half before had not healed at all. It did not help her mood any that these were usually things she could fix herself without much effort at all, now reduced by this city's strange power conflict. That aside, even what she was able to do should have sufficed, but no. Something, either about the city or the bites themselves kept her from being able to heal them...she tried to keep them clean at least, but even that was odd, almost like a part of her was decaying. Too strange. Mostly, she hated she had allowed the stupid things to get that close in the first place. She really had not anticipated the surge of numbers at the time.
And now it was hot.
Ridiculously hot.
This, as one might imagine, did not help her disposition either as she pushed her hair back behind her ear, scowl prominent as she also slid the closet door wide open.
"This weather," she muttered, sitting up in the closet , and trying to pull her hair up and back, a rarity, but the weather demanded it, not to mention a sleeveless shirt and loose pajama bottoms she had managed to pick up while out today, though her intent to pick up a fan had been thwarted by questionable directions. At this thought, she sent the reason for said bad directions a pointed glare as she finished putting her hair up.