Chijou is cold in the middle of the night, but good for thinking. Watari is walking, invisible.
"Were you listening, girl? No, don't hide- I'm not upset with you.
"I don't even know how it started- first we were making out, then he said 'he'd been thinking'-- even I know that's not a good opening -- and it went down hill from there.
"He said he wanted me to make him an anti-love potion, so he wouldn't have to love me, because it would be easier to engage in what were 'merely mutually- satisfying assignations' if he weren't forced to care.
"I think I rather expected something else from my first declarations of love, all things being equal.
"I can't really say I wasn't expecting to punch him- that one's on record. But not when he looked like such a martyr- I wasn't trying to serve justice, I just wanted to deck him. Or was it just worse to wait until he wasn't expecting it?
"He 'didn't wish to presume' so fucking much- why the hell couldn't he just ask me?"
hooo-wwho?
"You're right, I suppose- why couldn't I just tell him. I hate it when you're right all the time." *smiles*
hoo?
"I left because-- because I didn't want sex, and that's where things were going. Don't bite me! You asked-- besides, I needed to think.
"And I could hardly just go back to that sort of thing after he thought that was all I was after."
wwhoo...
"No, I'm not leaving him! I love the moron.
...
"We should be going back, shouldn't we, girl? What time is it?"