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believing_heartIt's raining outside when Lucy arrives, umbrella in one hand and bag in the other. Her purse, a large messenger bag, is slung haphazardly over one shoulder. Lucy closes her umbrella, stuffs it into her purse, adjusts the bag's strap so it's more comfortable on her shoulder, then raps on the front door.
She bites her lower lip as she waits for an answer, but none comes. She knocks on the door again, hoping that perhaps he was in the shower or that his music was too loud and he just didn't hear it, but still, there's no answer.
If the situation had been different, she might have called her brother in advance of her arrival. But her decision to leave had been a spur-of-the-moment one, and she was sure that he wouldn't approve of it.
"Okay!" she says to herself. She sets her bags down on the ground on the stoop, then sits down right between them. If Tsukasa's not home now, well then, she'll just have to wait for him! Things wouldn't be so bad, after all; a little overhang above provided enough shelter from the rain to keep both Lucy and her things dry.
The longer Lucy sits, though, the more tired she becomes. She had been up all night trying to decide what things to take with her -- and the trip from Vegas to Jersey had been a long one. Before too long, the redhead finds herself quietly dozing off, her head resting against her sturdy suitcase.
She bites her lower lip as she waits for an answer, but none comes. She knocks on the door again, hoping that perhaps he was in the shower or that his music was too loud and he just didn't hear it, but still, there's no answer.
If the situation had been different, she might have called her brother in advance of her arrival. But her decision to leave had been a spur-of-the-moment one, and she was sure that he wouldn't approve of it.
"Okay!" she says to herself. She sets her bags down on the ground on the stoop, then sits down right between them. If Tsukasa's not home now, well then, she'll just have to wait for him! Things wouldn't be so bad, after all; a little overhang above provided enough shelter from the rain to keep both Lucy and her things dry.
The longer Lucy sits, though, the more tired she becomes. She had been up all night trying to decide what things to take with her -- and the trip from Vegas to Jersey had been a long one. Before too long, the redhead finds herself quietly dozing off, her head resting against her sturdy suitcase.