Shimizu Nanase (
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[Open Post] Evening, Residential Area
Things were falling apart - she didn't like it.
Nanase had a very set pattern to her days, for a very specific reason, and yet the last few it had collapsed in on itself. She still made it to class, to swim meet, to bed at the same time, but the bits in between didn't come naturally to her, like her feet had forgotten where to go. It had led to more than a couple run-ins with her folks, when she'd normally sidestep the chance by habit. She was thrown so off, she'd actually headed home today when her teammates did, and the blank stare her mother shot her in the kitchen was as oddly jarring as taking the time to dry her hair, or going through her closet and pulling out an old sweater and pants to replace her uniform.
The material felt fresh, never worn as she slipped back onto the street, and she pulled roughly at the stiff sleeves as she stomped through the snow still on the ground. She remained uncertain where to go, but her street eventually circled back around, passing near every house in town. Surely there wouldn't be many out in the middle of dinner time, or on the outskirts of town. And even if... What's so jarring about a girl taking an uncharacteristic walk around the neighborhood?
Nanase had a very set pattern to her days, for a very specific reason, and yet the last few it had collapsed in on itself. She still made it to class, to swim meet, to bed at the same time, but the bits in between didn't come naturally to her, like her feet had forgotten where to go. It had led to more than a couple run-ins with her folks, when she'd normally sidestep the chance by habit. She was thrown so off, she'd actually headed home today when her teammates did, and the blank stare her mother shot her in the kitchen was as oddly jarring as taking the time to dry her hair, or going through her closet and pulling out an old sweater and pants to replace her uniform.
The material felt fresh, never worn as she slipped back onto the street, and she pulled roughly at the stiff sleeves as she stomped through the snow still on the ground. She remained uncertain where to go, but her street eventually circled back around, passing near every house in town. Surely there wouldn't be many out in the middle of dinner time, or on the outskirts of town. And even if... What's so jarring about a girl taking an uncharacteristic walk around the neighborhood?
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And Nanase was right about that, anyway. "You've probably never been to the café, then. Lily Garden."
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But, at least she wasn't holding her to her gawking, and, if only keep smoothing that over- "What kind of things do you serve?"
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"Asian-fusion," she answered, almost falling into her waitress role. "And drinks and baked goods so that it lives up to the 'café' part."
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Grant it, she usually made them herself, but perhaps it could inspire it. It felt like she'd been making the same dessert every night forever.
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"Then I'll stop by and see what you have- you work afternoons?"
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Pulling her coat tighter around her, she tagged on a "I better head back now."
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Still, she threw a short comment over her shoulder, as she turned back. "Thanks for the chat." Whether she wanted to admit it or not, it helped clear her head enough to brave going home.
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In any case, she gave a short wave. Maybe it was weird to make friends with someone still in school, but Mari didn't really care about that. "Yeah... You too."