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Who: godpwnsu, knowthatiknow, lunchpenalty
Where: Near, and within Latimir 213
When: The evening of November 27th, 2009
Rating: PG-13... Probably not higher.
Summary: Suzumiya Haruhi was irritated with all the cold weather.
the log: The scowl on Haruhi's face meant that the evening had been unsuccessful. They hadn't discovered any strange or unusual things, and in Haruhi's eyes, it probably seemed like Discedo was becoming increasingly normal. Dull. Pathetically uninteresting.
The cloudy sky above the three seemed to reflect Haruhi's mood, but nobody wanted to say anything about it. One wrong word could set her off, and with Haruhi's chip removed, nobody knew what the consequences of that would be. So, the walk back to their apartment room was relatively silent.
Truthfully, Kyon wished they had just stayed inside. It felt like the cold air was eating away at his flesh, and even the uniform blazer he had on didn't provide much warmth. He looked at Haruhi and nearly pitied her because of her revealing attire. That short-sleeved shirt and pleated skirt left much of her skin exposed to the bitter cold.
For a brief moment, Kyon considered asking her if she was cold. If she was, he wouldn't mind sharing his blazer with her. Instead, as Haruhi slammed open the door to their tiny apartment, Haruhi declared "I'm cold."
Where: Near, and within Latimir 213
When: The evening of November 27th, 2009
Rating: PG-13... Probably not higher.
Summary: Suzumiya Haruhi was irritated with all the cold weather.
the log: The scowl on Haruhi's face meant that the evening had been unsuccessful. They hadn't discovered any strange or unusual things, and in Haruhi's eyes, it probably seemed like Discedo was becoming increasingly normal. Dull. Pathetically uninteresting.
The cloudy sky above the three seemed to reflect Haruhi's mood, but nobody wanted to say anything about it. One wrong word could set her off, and with Haruhi's chip removed, nobody knew what the consequences of that would be. So, the walk back to their apartment room was relatively silent.
Truthfully, Kyon wished they had just stayed inside. It felt like the cold air was eating away at his flesh, and even the uniform blazer he had on didn't provide much warmth. He looked at Haruhi and nearly pitied her because of her revealing attire. That short-sleeved shirt and pleated skirt left much of her skin exposed to the bitter cold.
For a brief moment, Kyon considered asking her if she was cold. If she was, he wouldn't mind sharing his blazer with her. Instead, as Haruhi slammed open the door to their tiny apartment, Haruhi declared "I'm cold."