[ughhhhh this pleb. the door swings open and Isuke is there, the picture of pristine luxury with her idk brand clothes and designer shades.
it'd be like something from a magazine if it weren't for the angry scowl she wears. models aren't supposed to scowl.]
Have you never learned what a doorbell is? Moron. [she'd managed to convince her Mama and Papa to not come out to see her off, but with the way Haruki called out like that they'll probably be watching from a window now. fuck.
and then Isuke notices the bike.
she hadn't been expecting this girl to be arriving in a shiny car, but...!]
Ahh, how embarrassing~ ♥
[seriously why did Isuke even choose Haruki of all people to date........!]
huffs
it'd be like something from a magazine if it weren't for the angry scowl she wears. models aren't supposed to scowl.]
Have you never learned what a doorbell is? Moron. [she'd managed to convince her Mama and Papa to not come out to see her off, but with the way Haruki called out like that they'll probably be watching from a window now. fuck.
and then Isuke notices the bike.
she hadn't been expecting this girl to be arriving in a shiny car, but...!]
Ahh, how embarrassing~ ♥
[seriously why did Isuke even choose Haruki of all people to date........!]