Yoshizawa Catchall

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[siblingless]

[She is, probably, already there. Or just settling in when he arrives. She has her glasses tucked against her shirt, rubbing her eyes with one hand.]

... Kageyama-san... [Sniffs.] Are you alright?

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[Oh no, she's crying. He doesn't really know how to deal with someone crying, except that it makes him feel sad, too.

So he makes kind of an awkward face, but he'll come over anyway.]

I'm also sad.

[siblingless]

[SORRY, MOB... If it helps, she's not actively crying anymore. Mostly, she's just rubbing at her face.]

... I'm sorry. [Awkward.......2! She's not really sure what to say, either.] Did you want to be alone?

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[Shaking his head. Not really? He's out here in part because his room is oppressively lonely.]

Did you?

[siblingless]

[A shake of her head.]

Not really...

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Then. . . maybe I'll stay here for a bit. [He's not sure how to talk to someone in this situation, but.] It's worse inside. It's so quiet without Cater-san.

[siblingless]

[Ah.]

... Do you know where you will be spending the night?

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Um. Probably in there, but it's okay!

[Immediately! He didn't mean to make her worry about that.]

[siblingless]

[MOB... She pauses, watching him for a moment, and then:]

Would... you like to have a sleepover? I'm sure Shima-san won't mind if I'm away for the night.

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A sleepover?

[Turning! Red! A sleepover with. . . a girl??? It would be nice to have company, and it might be fun? She is extremely nice. But also, ahhhh!]

Um. It. . . you don't have to.

[siblingless]

I'm not offering because I feel like I have to. I'm offering because you're a friend to me.

[He's sad and she doesn't like that? She knows how hecking uncomfortable it is to return after someone has died, so...]

But if it makes you uncomfortable to invite someone else to the room you shared with Cater-san, I understand. Please, you're not obligated to accept.

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[A friend!

Blushing a little at that. But - she did the right thing, turning it around to make him the one who would have to refuse to accept. He doesn't want to do that.]

No, it doesn't make me uncomfortable. You can stay there!

[siblingless]

[Friends! She smiles a little, rubbing at her eyes one last time before she pops her glasses back on.]

Alright. Then, shall we grab some snacks on our way back? No sleepover is complete without good food.

[No, she's just hungry after 9 hours of trial. Truly an appetite even sadness can't kill.]

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Mm! That sounds good!

[He's not really hungry, but planning a sleepover with snacks sounds fun, anyway.]

[siblingless]

[She claps her hands together.]

It'll be fun! Let's go.

[AND OFF THEY GO... to slumber party the sadness away, presumably.]