Violet sketch #P5R

My weak self relied on you so much... That ends today.

⠀ ⠀ “ Have I? 💧 O—Oh… I apologize! I suppose it might just be a habit I didn’t know about. “ ( and your hands are comforting, anyhow … ) " Should I let go, then—? “

⠀ ⠀ " T—Tomorrow ﹖ ﹖ “ She’d be stuttering over her words even more now, brain hyper - actively trying to find any excuse to see herself out of — that! “ Errr— I might have something going on, actually! I’m sure you both will have fun without me! “

⠀ ⠀ Internally, Sumire’s mind would be yelling that she never wanted to let go; the warm squeeze, too, brought her right to feeling at home. " Right, well! In that case, it wouldn’t hurt for us to stay like this awhile — right? “ ( Please say yes! )

⠀ ⠀ " Eh ﹖ ﹖ Excuse me. S—Senpai ﹖"

⠀ ⠀ ( . . 💧 ) Shoot. He totally had her, yet again. Improv lying on the spot was truly never her forté, she could only grasp at straws at this point. " Ah, well, I don’t know if my father has plans for a family outing! Something could come up! “ Why was she so nervous?

⠀ ⠀ Coincidentally, she’d just come to visit him at the café — but it seemed to be the wrong time! She’d shuffle her feet nervously, the redness on her face spreading rapidly. " I— I just got here, actually! That’s all I heard, I swear. “ ( ❗️ )

⠀ ⠀ She’s a bit stunned, albeit embarrassed from the other’s quick actions; knowing him, she really should’ve anticipated ﹠̲ known to react more timely! " There really isn’t any stopping you once you get your mind on something, huh, senpai? “ It was admirable, really.

⠀ ⠀ " Mm—hm 〜 ﹗ Yes, please ﹗” The femme would give a small nod to punctuate, already following him over to the café bar — plopping down in one of the seats so casually, forgetting her practiced grace for a moment. As though the earlier moment never happened. 🌀

⠀ ⠀ Waiting at the subway station. She can never really get used to just how crowded it gets here. 🌀

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