SETTING: A STREET?

[arealboar]

( kagura is hurrying along, trying to hurry along, going as fast as one can go while trying to put papers and a notebook in a bag while navigating down a busy street and trying to not run into anyone and wearing wedges on top of all that, when something slips and —

yes, there it all goes, a sheaf of lined paper, several handouts, pens, and a thin textbook labelled EARLY CHILDCARE & DEVELOPMENT, scattering in the middle of the sidewalk. ) Ooh — crap! ( she falls to her knees, mindful of her short dress, and begins trying to gather it all before it scatters or is stepped on. )

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[arealboar]

( she blinks at him, trying to follow those statements — it's all a bit more philosophical than she'd anticipated, but — mundane secrets, yes, maybe, like how her extended family would react if they knew her dream. like the presence always watching in the back of her mind.

she looks away to gather up the rest of her things, worrying her lip; once it's all safely bundled into her arms she stands, again mindful of her short dress. it's impulse that guides her — but kagura's never been any good at denying her impulses. )

Say, it's going to be a little bit before the next train. Are you free?