Ichigo followed the map and was led to a place a little different than what he had expected. Not really caring at this point though, he simply shrugged it off and knocked on the door. It wasn’t that he was lonely for just anyone, he was lonely for the familiar people, and Rangiku just happened to be familiar. He waited after the knock and looked around a bit, having a slight feeling of dread welling up in his stomach.
His eyes automatically took everything in. And it wasn’t a very pleasant scene, to him, but something he actually did kinda expect. She never did seem like a very organized person to him. The smell of sake caught his nose, and Ichigo looked back at her. “Drinking already?” he asked, taking a seat on the couch.
She noted his somewhat displeased look as he took in the sight of her apartment. Well, that was just too bad~ She sat down next to him, flipping a strand of hair over her shoulder. Her lips were spread in a slight grin.
His drinking comment earned a look. She scoffed. "I don't drink alone. You think I'm some depressed loser or something?" Not that she hadn't ever pulled that, it was just something she preferred not to do.
She leaned over to grasp the sake bottle, raising it to pour some into each cup. Taking one, she pushed the other towards Ichigo.
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“This place is too damn cold…”
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"Hey, glad you could find this place," she said as a way of greeting. "Come in, come in~"
She ushered him inside and indicated to the couch with a vague hand gesture.
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His drinking comment earned a look. She scoffed. "I don't drink alone. You think I'm some depressed loser or something?" Not that she hadn't ever pulled that, it was just something she preferred not to do.
She leaned over to grasp the sake bottle, raising it to pour some into each cup. Taking one, she pushed the other towards Ichigo.
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