Reiko Natsume (
friendcontracts) wrote2013-05-07 03:27 pm
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video for always;
That party was pretty crowded.
[Like usual, Reiko is outside--the basic surroundings looks like some kind of meadow. She's looking somewhat thoughtful. The fact that there's cut on her cheek that looks like it just stopped bleeding doesn't seem to bother her at all.]
That's not what I wanted to talk about today, though. Just half an hour ago I met this strange old woman. Her eyesight was pretty bad--she must have tripped because I heard her yelling that she couldn't find her walking stick. Of course I gave it back to her.
The weirdest part was after I helped her up...she wanted my cosmetic mirror! She said it was important that she needed a mirror. Didn't say why only that it was very important. Even after I told her that there was a shop just down the road that sold mirrors.
[She pauses for a moment before shrugging.]
Obaa-san got her mirror in the end. I didn't need it anymore.
[Reiko briefly touches her injured cheek.] She really was such a strange old woman...
[Like usual, Reiko is outside--the basic surroundings looks like some kind of meadow. She's looking somewhat thoughtful. The fact that there's cut on her cheek that looks like it just stopped bleeding doesn't seem to bother her at all.]
That's not what I wanted to talk about today, though. Just half an hour ago I met this strange old woman. Her eyesight was pretty bad--she must have tripped because I heard her yelling that she couldn't find her walking stick. Of course I gave it back to her.
The weirdest part was after I helped her up...she wanted my cosmetic mirror! She said it was important that she needed a mirror. Didn't say why only that it was very important. Even after I told her that there was a shop just down the road that sold mirrors.
[She pauses for a moment before shrugging.]
Obaa-san got her mirror in the end. I didn't need it anymore.
[Reiko briefly touches her injured cheek.] She really was such a strange old woman...
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He lets me do that.
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[ She stops. What is she to Natsume, either way, that she'd assume he would look after her the same way as he would for his grandmother? But then again, he has done similar things for her, letting her sleep over and all..
She looks thoughtfully pouty, crossing her arms. ]
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[What does Reiko mean...? Who even knows.]
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Don't ya dare misunderstand what I was saying!
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