Naoto Shirogane (
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Who: Naoto Shirogane and Kanji Tatsumi
When: July 18, night
Where: Izanagi's Temple
What: It's been a pretty long and terrible day, and Naoto just needs someone to talk to.
Warnings: Mention of murder and a victim's body
[When Naoto returned to the Izanagi temple earlier in the day, she'd carried a grave expression on her face and said little to anyone else home at the time. Instead, she'd proceeded on up to her room and had shut herself inside, not answering the door when anyone called for her. She did not show her face at dinnertime either. Something had clearly happened and was troubling her immensely, but it seemed she was refusing to open up to anyone.]
[The day passed, turning to evening and then to night. Naoto's not sure why she finally decided to leave her room, or why she currently finds herself standing outside Kanji's. Her hand hovering over the door, pausing there for a long minute before knocking. Eventually, there's a soft rapping of knuckles on the door. Her voice calls out, quiet and hesitant.]
K- Kanji? Are... are you still awake?
When: July 18, night
Where: Izanagi's Temple
What: It's been a pretty long and terrible day, and Naoto just needs someone to talk to.
Warnings: Mention of murder and a victim's body
[When Naoto returned to the Izanagi temple earlier in the day, she'd carried a grave expression on her face and said little to anyone else home at the time. Instead, she'd proceeded on up to her room and had shut herself inside, not answering the door when anyone called for her. She did not show her face at dinnertime either. Something had clearly happened and was troubling her immensely, but it seemed she was refusing to open up to anyone.]
[The day passed, turning to evening and then to night. Naoto's not sure why she finally decided to leave her room, or why she currently finds herself standing outside Kanji's. Her hand hovering over the door, pausing there for a long minute before knocking. Eventually, there's a soft rapping of knuckles on the door. Her voice calls out, quiet and hesitant.]
K- Kanji? Are... are you still awake?
come to his strong arms, he will comfort you
Hey...
[He frowns a little as he opens the door, concerned.]
What's wrong? Can't sleep?
;_;
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