[of course she is. she's great at so many things, except for making friends that stay alive. womp womp.
before she actually sets to searching for what he's asked for, she braces her arms against the kitchen sink, standing there and staring at the water for a moment, trying to push herself to get it together. has he seen the cracks forming? does he know what happened yesterday? no, no. it's fine. he doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know.
but she becomes too distracted by her thoughts as she goes through the motions of mixing chocolate milk for him. grab a glass. what if he saw her with lelouch? open the fridge. has she even mentioned her emperor? grab the milk and chocolate sauce. was he even her emperor anymore? pour the milk and the chocolate. would gintoki even care? he didn't seem like he would care. find a spoon. why was she so worried anyway? stir. it's not like she was actually upset. this was stupid. this is so damn stupid. why would she even miss him? she stopped loving him a long time ago. she--
in her frenzy, she topples the glass over, spilling chocolate milk all down her front, then hits the open milk carton and has that spill all over the counter and floor, and while she tries to save that (as if saying "oh no" over and over while trying to scoop milk up with her hands is going to save it), the glass falls to the floor and breaks.
that's the worst omen she's ever seen. and for a moment, she stands there in silence, covered in milk, a puddle of it around her feet, staring at a shattered glass.]
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before she actually sets to searching for what he's asked for, she braces her arms against the kitchen sink, standing there and staring at the water for a moment, trying to push herself to get it together. has he seen the cracks forming? does he know what happened yesterday? no, no. it's fine. he doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know.
but she becomes too distracted by her thoughts as she goes through the motions of mixing chocolate milk for him. grab a glass. what if he saw her with lelouch? open the fridge. has she even mentioned her emperor? grab the milk and chocolate sauce. was he even her emperor anymore? pour the milk and the chocolate. would gintoki even care? he didn't seem like he would care. find a spoon. why was she so worried anyway? stir. it's not like she was actually upset. this was stupid. this is so damn stupid. why would she even miss him? she stopped loving him a long time ago. she--
in her frenzy, she topples the glass over, spilling chocolate milk all down her front, then hits the open milk carton and has that spill all over the counter and floor, and while she tries to save that (as if saying "oh no" over and over while trying to scoop milk up with her hands is going to save it), the glass falls to the floor and breaks.
that's the worst omen she's ever seen. and for a moment, she stands there in silence, covered in milk, a puddle of it around her feet, staring at a shattered glass.]