my eyebrows are not expendable

[shipwrecking]

[Murasa's not a troublemaker, per se, she just... tends to make trouble. sometimes. sort of. look, being an honor student is for chumps, alright? and Murasa's not about to waste her teenage years being a NERD.

she'd been booted from the water polo club weeks ago for her shitty academics. that's where the bulk of her schoolwide reputation comes from, sadly enough, so now most students know her as that former captain who needs after school tutoring. it's only funny because Murasa doesn't seem to care much, as long as she skates by on the minimum and eventually graduates.

life is an anime... or something!! something about hedonism, maybe? point being, Murasa gets her kicks out of being a shit when teachers look the other way.

for example, today she somehow managed to sneak a goat into the school and lead it into the student council room. it's eating all the paperwork jfc why is this happening—]

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[ballot]

[ yeah, she was totally trying to rile her there ]

[ but the president sighs, realizing that murass's really has Missed The Points. thinking the ramen's cooled enough, she tries some. and after casting her a long, thoughtful look, after which she swallows, ]

Well, I guess if you like your friends, then... [ shrugs. ] I just think you could try out a different crowd, probably.

[shipwrecking]

I'll try a different crowd if I ever feel like it.

[probably.]

What about you, huh? [what about Prez???]

[ballot]

[ ugh fine, shrugs. she'll get you, and your little dog too. ]

[ but yeah really???? the president slurps her ramen some more before answering, completely pretending to have no idea as to what that question's supposed to mean. you crazy, murass. ]

Huuuh? What 'bout me?

[shipwrecking]

Your crowd, your crowd. [she isn't sure what kind of weirdos are part of the student council, but they're probably some pretty big weirdos right?? don't make her look like the only loser here mang.........]

You asked me about my buddies, now I get to ask about yours. It's only fair, y'know?

[ballot]

What are you asking, though? You need to be specific with your questions, Mu-chan...

[ yes, it is perfectly in her ability to know what murasa's asking. she slurps her ramen. ]

Like, who are they? How many? What do we do, orrr...?

[shipwrecking]

Sure, yeah, all of those questions. It's my turn to be nosy, so spill it.

[deets deets deets. she slurps up some ramen while giving Prez the stink eye.]

[ballot]

Hmm...

[ thinking! or pretending to think, whatever it is that she does. that's a lot of questions she just asked of herself... ]

We~eelll, I have a lot! Kinda necessary to get elected as student president, you know! [ a flagrant lie. they're all distant acquaintances, at best. ] But my main friends are on the student council, too... Karasawa-chan, Motoharu-chan, and Vice President!

[ ... yeah, beyond them, she's a friendless loser. ]

[shipwrecking]

You're all on the student council, huh...? You know what that makes you guys?

Corrupt politicians.

[somehow she jumped from point A to point Z while skipping everything in between.]

[ballot]

[ flaring up immediately; gg ]

Hey! We became friends after being elected!

[ ... sort of, anyway. ]

[shipwrecking]

Are you sure? Really? Can I really trust that you're telling the truth?

No way! I don't trust any politicians.

[slurps the rest of her ramen.... in imaginary triumph!!]

[ballot]

You're missing out, y'know. [ whatever that's supposed to mean... she purses her lips. ]

What's got you so jaded to politicians, anyway?

[shipwrecking]

No one trusts politicians, it's just common sense.

[oh, so she's just being mainstream.]

It's nothing personal, jeez.

[ballot]

If you wanna be technical 'bout it, I am a politician, so...

[ "politician" is a little too lofty a term for what she does, but she can dream. ]

Doesn't that make it kinda personal?

[shipwrecking]

Do you want me to make it personal? I can make it personal.

[oooOH GURL is she threatening Prez.]

But maybe you're not worth the hassle either, so there.

[ballot]

[ completely doesn't take it as a threat... or at least, that's how she's going to act about it. sideeyes murasa, pulling some ramen into her mouth. she will contemplate this as she (thankfully) swallows before speaking. ]

I mean, sure, if you wanna make it personal...

[ smirksmirk, etc. ]

Whether you do or don't sounds like a win for me, sooo. [ an exaggerated shrug. ]

[shipwrecking]

[ANGRILY CHOKES ON RAMEN] —Like you'd win! Get real! I would totally win in a fistfight!

[but since when was it a fistfight...]