Didn'tcha say it was gonna hide my zit, though… I don't wanna highlight it.
[ Like a film reel that keeps going and going, the night pans past them as they turn off from the stairs, into the walkway belonging to their floor. She lags behinds her, staring off into the thousands of lights beaming in and away from the train cars and buildings and taxis, not paying close enough attention to Aki's words to read between them. Sometimes Denji can't help taking it and getting distracted in when the city blinks its eyes at her. It's prettier than the grass paths she used to always walk back home by herself with Pochita.
If only she were in better company. ]
Whatever, guess it'd be lame if I got there and Makima couldn't recognize me, [ Denji says, kicking her shoes off to side. She gets a few steps away before she pauses, then scurries back to turn her shoes out to face the door. Better to stay in her good graces if she's going to be helping her with her makeup. ] So as long as I don't look like I belong in circus or somethin'…
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[ Like a film reel that keeps going and going, the night pans past them as they turn off from the stairs, into the walkway belonging to their floor. She lags behinds her, staring off into the thousands of lights beaming in and away from the train cars and buildings and taxis, not paying close enough attention to Aki's words to read between them. Sometimes Denji can't help taking it and getting distracted in when the city blinks its eyes at her. It's prettier than the grass paths she used to always walk back home by herself with Pochita.
If only she were in better company. ]
Whatever, guess it'd be lame if I got there and Makima couldn't recognize me, [ Denji says, kicking her shoes off to side. She gets a few steps away before she pauses, then scurries back to turn her shoes out to face the door. Better to stay in her good graces if she's going to be helping her with her makeup. ] So as long as I don't look like I belong in circus or somethin'…