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Another one gone. It hadn't been that long since the neighbour of the person she went to see went away too, about four months time, really.
The scene was the same: no one living in the room anymore, no clothes strewn around, no messy bed... no Roy. Cloche had gone over with some (kind of terrible-looking) food she had made in a basket, maybe thinking to sit outside for a little while with him.
But when she got there and the door was open already...
The basket dropped to the floor, and Cloche would again sit in the room formerly occupied by someone dear to her and cry.
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[After gathering up the food that had spilled in front of Roy's old room in CH4, Cloche might be seen zombie-walking back to her room in CH5, loosely holding a basket full of food. It definitely doesn't look all that great now. To anyone who looks closely, Cloche's eyes are red and puffy, and she's prone to bursts of tears.]
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[After some time in her room, she'll finally muster up the ability to write something. Speaking about it is too hard right now.]
Roy has gone home to Falena.
[And after a pause in writing:]
If you were in his drama group, and would still like to be, please let me know. I'll try to keep it up as long as I can.
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No, come on, it'll be good. Seriously, we can go out and do something. Swim, or sports, or whatever you want. Read?
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I don't know how to swim and I don't know how to play any sports. I don't want to read anything either.
[...yeah, she's a bit of a Negative Nancy right now. It might take a while to get her to do anything or agree to anything. How much patience does Rin have?]
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[Well, it sounds good to write... but it doesn't necessarily mean it's true. Rin wouldn't be offering if it was, but... ]
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You say I'm wasting time to help you one more time I'm busting in your door, Cloche!
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Rin.
[What else could she really say to that? He was doing that Caring Tsundere thing. That thing that she could identify with.]
You really don't. [For now.]
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[Gruffly, and he'll intend to be there in like an hour or two. SCOOF]
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[And indeed he will be there. Knocking. Bag under both arms]
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But it's the bag that catches her attention.]
What's that?
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Thank you. We'll share it again. [Cloche takes the bag from him, but she's eying the bag with manga in it more.]
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[The sharing. At her bed again? He hopes not. Even if the mood now is even worse than then. He exhales and allows her to take the bag with the pie. As for the manga though, he keeps it under his arm and waits for her to lead on]
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She'll try to make some small talk, though.]
Is it a different kind than last time?
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[And brought to her for the same reason. Sigh.
To get her mind off of it, she'll grab plates, forks, and a knife over to the table, and sit. After a moment, she'll finally speak up:]
...Rin?
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[Any tears she may have been attempting to hold back are... no long doing what she'd like.]
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Oi, I'm here now.
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Cloche moves her head, and then looks at him, eye to eye.]
But... but that doesn't answer my question! I know you're here now, but.. but what if you're not tomorrow...?!
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...Che. Dammit, Yukio. He grits his teeth and then resolves himself. He tries to focus and. What would he do? He'd handle it, but how would this happen. After all, this is someone else being hurt by him leaving. He's not sure how to confront that, because he wants to go home. but]
Then... I'd be gone, and back home. It's where I oughta be, and everyone here oughta be back home, you know?
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[What does he say to this? She's shouting and crying and generally being a mess. He goes to put a hand on her. He's not sure how to-]
Yeah, everyone should go back at once, it'd be best. But you can't wish people aren't vanishing. It's back to where they oughta be for 'em.
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Oi, what do you mean, cursed?
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