[ and that automated bit of confirmation is all that goes through. no initial followup, no indication that she's typing. minako doesn't know what she can say to that right now. her immediate reactions are bitter, and her jaw sets as something foul runs through her. she absolutely hates that she feels this way.
she knows it's because of the situation and what today is. and she's already taken too much of it out on yukari with careless words today, and it just dredges up more of that damn guilt—
instead, she finds herself scrolling their message history. ]
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[ and that automated bit of confirmation is all that goes through. no initial followup, no indication that she's typing. minako doesn't know what she can say to that right now. her immediate reactions are bitter, and her jaw sets as something foul runs through her. she absolutely hates that she feels this way.
she knows it's because of the situation and what today is. and she's already taken too much of it out on yukari with careless words today, and it just dredges up more of that damn guilt—
instead, she finds herself scrolling their message history. ]