((See what I did there?))
Who: Kusuha, Bullet, any hecklers who want to drop by
When: July 7 (i.e. backdated to immediately before the latest round of shit hitting the fan)
Where: Somewhere first date-ish
What: Trying this dating thing again
Notes: Sorry this is epically late, Tomiko
In spite of the eerie level of confidence she summoned through the power of "don't think, feel" yesterday - indeed, arguably, because of it - Kusuha's practically hyperventilating with nervousness as she waits for Bullet in her dorm room, clutching the edges of her nicest skirt and testing the comfort level of her nicest blouse as her chest heaves in and out. Despite turning 20 today, this was her first "real" date in...well, ever, if tagging along on day-long plamo hunts doesn't count (it doesn't).
After a moment of self-reflection and trying to focus on something other than Bullet is coming here and we're going on a daaaaate, Kusuha realizes that she's actually more nervous now than she was before her last sortie: the one where the plan was "fight superpowered aliens with a sword", specifically. On that realization, she manages to un-tense just a little and laugh at herself, taking a few more deep, calming breaths and trying not to keep looking back and forth between the clock and the door.