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Apr 14, 2009 01:00

Kyou looked across the room at her sister, who was sitting in front of the dining room TV watching Pokemon with one of her friends. Her eyes were trained on the screen as Pikachu used an attack on the enemies. She'd started school before Kyou, and had already made friends with a wide-eyed, talkative girl. They were chatting loudly between ( Read more... )

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lovely_warumono April 14 2009, 01:45:45 UTC

Ai rolled over to lay on her stomach, her bottom half warm and cozy under the kotatsu. She had just finished telling her parents about her new friend, Kyou, and how pretty and nice she was. Kyou had even sent her a text message already, and Ai couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

With and idea, Ai picked up her phone from infront of her and searched for Kyou's number. 'What are your favorites?' Ai quickly typed into the message box, and selected 'send.'

kyouuchi April 14 2009, 01:56:46 UTC

Kyou felt her phone vibrate in her hands, and quickly flipped it open to see a text from Ai. She smiled widely, glad that the other had gotten her text alright.

"What are your favorites?" She read aloud. Her brow furrowed in confusion. Her fingers moved quickly on the keypad, typing out her reply. "My favorite whats? Colors, sweets, accents, pair of underwear? （’-’*)" She sent it, hoping that it didn't come across as rude.

lovely_warumono April 14 2009, 02:19:40 UTC

Ai's phone began to play a light melody, signaling a new text message. Eagerly, Ai grabbed the phone and flipped it open; it was from Kyou. She smiled and read the reply. Finished reading, Ai smacked her hand lightly against her forehead in a 'duh' gesture.

'You're favorite material anythings' Ai replied back, feeling silly for not being more specific the first time.

kyouuchi April 14 2009, 02:30:52 UTC

Kyou thought for a moment upon receiving the reply. "I think...My DS, and my phone." She paused, trying to think of any of her other favorite belongings. "That's about it. I'm not too materialistic. What about you?" She sent the message, feeling less bored and more elated.

Moving the laptop to rest on the floor, she moved over to her 'bed', which was really a pile of blankets and pillows. Sure, it was different, but she liked it like that. Sprawling out on top of the covers, she could hear faint giggles from downstairs

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