[ah my sweet koharu. Join me at the beach, sat in the sand looking into the waves. He does have a bottle of liquor with him but respectfully has kept it corked. Maybe later.]
...Seems we can leave after all. Just not the way we expected.
[It could be a bitter joke. It sounds too weary to be even that.]
[Richie might take his time getting around, lost in a bit of a haze. He doesn't intend to go to the gazebo, not looking to loop back to the damn church of all places, but when he spots the wee lump he feels there's no other choice.
He'll walk up slow, knock gently on the wooden entry, hanging in the space between.]
no jk he will be in the lobby. He can already be here even, stir crazy and dour after the news. But he'll smile up at Koharu as she flops, weary as the expression is.
[ In the lobby of the mansion stands a young girl, dressed in a blue school uniform and short black hair tied back into small pigtails. With a compact mirror in hand, she's definitely inspecting herself over with it while the other hand phases through a familiar heart-shaped halo. ]
It probably goes without saying that Koharu was not expecting to be here, because she's 1. dressed in loungewear and 2. is feeling around the mirrors lining the walls with her hands in a palpable air of confusion, borderline panic even. A decent amount of seconds pass, while this memory plays, before she calls out: ]
settling beside her, also bad vibes but sincerely looking to help soothe her here. Rubs her back a little, head ducking to see if she'll meet his eye.]
[Ah our sweet Koharu. Let's go to the kitty cafe, surely nothing would go wrong here.
Richie is petting the cats happily, sat with a big chonk in his lap who is enjoying the generous chin scratch its getting. At least I can still manage this much one-handed. Unlike every other fucking thing.]
[ ... Should she acknowledge that thought, or... ]
—Cats, I think! They're just... soooo cute, y'know? [ Koharu starts rubbing a particularly fluffy cat along the sides of its face, cooing: ] Aren't you? Just the cutest widdle kitty-cat there is.
Richie stirs awake, still fighting the dregs of hypothermia, face bandaged awkwardly over the diagonal slash over his face. His broken ankle's up in traction too.
When he glances over there's a distinct ? at who's his hospital neighbour.]
So, Koharu is bandaged to hell and back, and she hasn't quite had a proper wash for all the soot that was covering her, but surprisingly... she doesn't appear like any of it's bothering her in the moment. Her voice, however, is hoarse while she speaks: ]
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Leaving all of this around doesn't seem like a good idea...
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[Richie has dove into the music stash and come out with an armful of vinyl albums. Which is exactly what his halo looks like. How strange.]
People need music. It's practically in our blood.
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...Seems we can leave after all. Just not the way we expected.
[It could be a bitter joke. It sounds too weary to be even that.]
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w0; saturday
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He'll walk up slow, knock gently on the wooden entry, hanging in the space between.]
Hey, little Cupid.
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sorry it will be one more. Richie looks around town as the theme flips to hearts and flowers and so many loving doves.]
Oh, hey, they decorated just for you!
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Indeed, love is in the air. Koharu even has a dove perched on her finger, which she coos at affectionately. ]
It’s a little late, but it looks like we’ll get to celebrate Valentine’s after all.
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w1; thursday
Richie? Are you there?
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...Yeah.
[A bit hesitant but the door's not locked.]
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w1; friday
Koharu walks in and wearily plops down onto one of the various sofas. ]
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no jk he will be in the lobby. He can already be here even, stir crazy and dour after the news. But he'll smile up at Koharu as she flops, weary as the expression is.
He edges his foot over and toes at her ankle.]
Did you get some grub in you yet, little Cupid?
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w2; monday
How do I get this thing to go away...?
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Hello?
[Richie cocks his head as he approaches, perplexed, but then he slows.]
Koharu? [Blinking.] Did you dye your hair, or is this a new thing that's happening?
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W2 WEDNESDAY
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[ give it a minute... ]
no new texts here
did you get something?
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W2 THURSDAY
Immediately beelining to wherever she is once she's been tended to.]
Koharu?
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anyway! mansion lobby. she's curled up on a sofa wrapped in a blanket, but doesn't look up when he calls out a name. ]
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Koharu is seated somewhere, as one does, and this time she's staring down at her phone like she's REALLY trying to figure something out here. ]
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Richie will approach with a curious bent to his frown. Of course he's concerned after /gestures at everything but also, what's she up to?]
Doing all right there, Little Cupid?
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W3 MONDAY (CW: Child violence, child death, mentions of child murder, sewage??)
Take this.]
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W— wait. Hello? Is someone there? Where is this?!
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...Hey, kiddo.
[Smiles at her a little wearily, horizontal with an ice pack to his head.]
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do you think you will have some free time today?
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Of course! What are you needing, Little Cupid?
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w4; saturday
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settling beside her, also bad vibes but sincerely looking to help soothe her here. Rubs her back a little, head ducking to see if she'll meet his eye.]
You want some hot tea or something, Little Cupid?
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W5 MONDAY
...Well. You're cupid. Rank them.
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I'm not sure how many of these I agree with...
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I don't want you to worry
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that vote was from me. sorry
I didn't have it in me to change it
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I wasn't fussed over it. You can vote me in anytime, I'm happy to help any way I can.
You okay? Want to grab some hot chocolate before bed?
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W6 MONDAY
Richie is petting the cats happily, sat with a big chonk in his lap who is enjoying the generous chin scratch its getting. At least I can still manage this much one-handed. Unlike every other fucking thing.]
You more a cat person or a dog person, Koharu?
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—Cats, I think! They're just... soooo cute, y'know? [ Koharu starts rubbing a particularly fluffy cat along the sides of its face, cooing: ] Aren't you? Just the cutest widdle kitty-cat there is.
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W6 THURSDAY
Richie stirs awake, still fighting the dregs of hypothermia, face bandaged awkwardly over the diagonal slash over his face. His broken ankle's up in traction too.
When he glances over there's a distinct ? at who's his hospital neighbour.]
...Koharu?
[His voice is ragged, unsure.]
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You're here too? There's so many others around...
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W6 Saturday
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I left for a little bit
I'll be back soon
I'm okay
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W7 MONDAY
Feeling a little sunnier about it all, Koharu? They made good on their word after all!
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It really is a huge relief... I'm so glad to see everyone safe and back.
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W7 SATURDAY
Imagine that. Redemption, for one and all.
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To think you were all so stressed out about answering, too!
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