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Arashi
Guest
Original poster
Hirai, after having a small party in the shower, hopped out to see that Amara was asleep on a chair in the corner. She grabbed her towel from the rack next to the shower, smiling at the girl who must have been exhausted to fall asleep so easily. Why not let her rest a while more?
While Amara slept, Hirai dressed herself slowly and readied herself for the day. Several times she changed her outfit until she was wearing a short indigo silk dress and white sandals with a massive blue jewel on each. Girly as usual.
"I put lip gloss on you!" Hirai giggled maniacally, reaching her hand out to Amara to help her up.
"Ikall should be done with breakfast by now. I laid out a new toothbrush and toothpaste over there by my sink. I'll give you a few private minutes. Meet me outside the door soon!"
And she skipped off to stand outside the closed bathroom door.
When Amara would come out, Hirai would practically drag her into the kitchen. The air was full of fantastic smells; bacon, biscuits, eggs, omelettes... was that the smell of cinnamon rolls, too? Yep. The bar was piled full of dishes. It was literally a buffet, with drinks included. Pancakes, waffles, cereal, and a few other normal breakfast foods seemed to be missing. Three plates, forks, spoons, and knives were laid neatly in front of three adjacent chairs.
[SPOILI] ((Like so... with a black floor.))
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Ikall sat at the bar looking miffed, resting his chin on his hand.
"About damn time. I assume you had fun?" His eyes looked over Hirai and immediately he sighed. "Go change into real clothes. Business clothes. Today is important. Amara, I'd like to speak with you for a bit."
Ikall now crossed his arms as Hirai glared at him. Eventually she strutted off, offended.
While Amara slept, Hirai dressed herself slowly and readied herself for the day. Several times she changed her outfit until she was wearing a short indigo silk dress and white sandals with a massive blue jewel on each. Girly as usual.
"I put lip gloss on you!" Hirai giggled maniacally, reaching her hand out to Amara to help her up.
"Ikall should be done with breakfast by now. I laid out a new toothbrush and toothpaste over there by my sink. I'll give you a few private minutes. Meet me outside the door soon!"
And she skipped off to stand outside the closed bathroom door.
When Amara would come out, Hirai would practically drag her into the kitchen. The air was full of fantastic smells; bacon, biscuits, eggs, omelettes... was that the smell of cinnamon rolls, too? Yep. The bar was piled full of dishes. It was literally a buffet, with drinks included. Pancakes, waffles, cereal, and a few other normal breakfast foods seemed to be missing. Three plates, forks, spoons, and knives were laid neatly in front of three adjacent chairs.
[SPOILI] ((Like so... with a black floor.))
[/SPOILI]
Ikall sat at the bar looking miffed, resting his chin on his hand.
"About damn time. I assume you had fun?" His eyes looked over Hirai and immediately he sighed. "Go change into real clothes. Business clothes. Today is important. Amara, I'd like to speak with you for a bit."
Ikall now crossed his arms as Hirai glared at him. Eventually she strutted off, offended.