starter for @thoughtsofawaterlily with aya + dae
michiko invited aya out along with saito and kazuki to drink together and enjoy. by the end of the night everyone was drunk and aya of course wasn’t but acted like she was so as to not have them suspect her. when everyone decided toend their night she went first inside the ladies room and while there and away from the eyes of people and cameras she was engulfed by the flames and disapparated only to re-apparate inside her apartment. she took off her high heels and the first thing she did was to change into more comfortable clothes.
“finally home sweet home. should i cook or just eat snacks..” she mumbled and went to get the pringles and a bottle of beer from her fridge. she went outside in her balcony placed them on the table she had there and then before sitting she went to gather the clothes she had hung out to dry. using her foot she pulled the empty basket closer and first and foremost she gathered her precious underwear, part of her growing collection, and threw them in the basket. happily humming the melody of zootopia’s soundtrack she picked her dresses, pants and shirts. “yosh– now—” she stopped and froze in her spot. she felt something strange. an energy that she had never before came across while in the world of humans.
hesitating to turn around she closed her eyes and took a deep breath but the same aura stayed. it was a familiar aura she had come across to only while in nireido. that was strange. she gulped…her heart raced in her chest. ‘could it be…my family? it’s definitely not eriol...’ she was so hopeful that she turned around only to see someone who certainly didn’t look like he’d be related to her. she stared at him , her heart sinking in her chest seeing as her hope was ripped apart. a man was sitting outside in the balcony next to her own. she stared in confusion unable to say anything. what could she say? the chances were so slim that he’d also know…no no.. he should know. he should also be able to tell she was not human. she froze .. ‘crap and i don’t have the notice me not spell on me..’ she thought to herself hoping that at least he wasn’t into dramas and movies and would have no clue who she was. if he were to be like her it would be strange. maybe he was also abandoned....
‘should i say something or pretend i didn’t notice him? but you cannot pretend you didn’t notice him stupid because you are staring at him. i’ll pretend i didn’t notice his aura… ‘ her own personal conversation took place in her mind while she was unable to look away from the weird neighbor who out of an impossible coincidence originated from the same universe as her own. ‘what if he is like me? maybe he is like me too… poor thing…he is also quite handsome...’ the possibility that her assumption was true made her feel obligated to say something. speak , be friendly. hopefully he was the friendly type. “hi. ummm.... are you from nireido too?” she asked offering a warm and friendly smile. of course she had completely forgotten the fact that her personal laundry was already there in front of her for him to look at. the only reason she was hanging those stuff outside was because she thought there was no neighbor next door!
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