The boy was asleep.
Simply put, he had fallen asleep after doing four hours of homework, now, however, a door was begging to open.
“Kousei! Hey! Watari and I wanna say hi and hang out- open the door!”
The boy, Kousei, sighed once again before answering the door for his friends. “Hey Tsubaki, hey Watari, why are you two here?”
“I wanted to hang out and Watari said that he didn’t have anything else to do, so I dragged him over,” the small girl at the door said, a large grin plastered onto her face as her eyes sparkled.
“Not true, I came because I wanted to,” the other friend, Watari, pouted.
“Kousei, I made Watari come with us so don’t let him tell you some lie,” said Tsubaki with confidence.
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“Nothing, sorry, so do you two want anything to eat? I purchased some groceries before coming home today,” Kousei replied diligently.
Watari nodded excitedly, his stomach growling loudly.
“You didn’t come all this way just to eat, did you, Watari?” Kousei jokingly said.
“Of course not, I wouldn’t do that to my best friend and besides, even if I did.. Wait, why are there boxes in the living room?”
Kousei looked back and said, “Oh, sorry, I was just looking through some old paraphernalia in the storage closet and trying to clear up some space.”
“Fair enough, I suppose,” replied Tsubaki, “But let me help you while Watari pigs out.”
Kousei and Tsubaki walked to the box filled living room and looked around. Both friends started at the front of the pile of boxes, gradually melting down the cardboard mountain. Eventually, Watari came to join them, a smudge of peanut butter on his cheek. About thirty minutes after Watari joined the duo, a cry came from the inside of the small …show more content…
The stupid box was in the way and I tripped over it. What was in it anyways? It seemed pretty heavy.”
The young, spirited girl impatiently opened the box and peered inside. “Kousei? Are these your old books?”
Kousei looked over her shoulder and sighed.
“Tsubaki, close those, okay? I’ll take care of them,” Kousei said, a sad look in his eyes making them loose any sparkle. He took the box from Tsubaki and walked up the stairs to the office space.
While Kousei was in the upstairs area, Watari turned to Tsubaki and said, “He still hasn’t played?”
In reply, Tsubaki said in a quiet voice, “Yeah, I miss it. He was so much cooler when he played piano. If only Saki didn’t have to go, he would feel so much better.”
Kousei came back downstairs after a little, sensing the apologetic atmosphere. “Hey, Tsubaki, it’s cool, I’m not mad or anything. Come on, let’s take a break.”
A few minutes later, all three of them were outside and walking to the small park across the Towe Hall Performance Center, otherwise known as the THPC. Tsubaki and Watari had left him to get one of their friends, a girl who was supposedly meeting them
Simply put, he had fallen asleep after doing four hours of homework, now, however, a door was begging to open.
“Kousei! Hey! Watari and I wanna say hi and hang out- open the door!”
The boy, Kousei, sighed once again before answering the door for his friends. “Hey Tsubaki, hey Watari, why are you two here?”
“I wanted to hang out and Watari said that he didn’t have anything else to do, so I dragged him over,” the small girl at the door said, a large grin plastered onto her face as her eyes sparkled.
“Not true, I came because I wanted to,” the other friend, Watari, pouted.
“Kousei, I made Watari come with us so don’t let him tell you some lie,” said Tsubaki with confidence.
A flash of pink went across the front window, forcing …show more content…
“Nothing, sorry, so do you two want anything to eat? I purchased some groceries before coming home today,” Kousei replied diligently.
Watari nodded excitedly, his stomach growling loudly.
“You didn’t come all this way just to eat, did you, Watari?” Kousei jokingly said.
“Of course not, I wouldn’t do that to my best friend and besides, even if I did.. Wait, why are there boxes in the living room?”
Kousei looked back and said, “Oh, sorry, I was just looking through some old paraphernalia in the storage closet and trying to clear up some space.”
“Fair enough, I suppose,” replied Tsubaki, “But let me help you while Watari pigs out.”
Kousei and Tsubaki walked to the box filled living room and looked around. Both friends started at the front of the pile of boxes, gradually melting down the cardboard mountain. Eventually, Watari came to join them, a smudge of peanut butter on his cheek. About thirty minutes after Watari joined the duo, a cry came from the inside of the small …show more content…
The stupid box was in the way and I tripped over it. What was in it anyways? It seemed pretty heavy.”
The young, spirited girl impatiently opened the box and peered inside. “Kousei? Are these your old books?”
Kousei looked over her shoulder and sighed.
“Tsubaki, close those, okay? I’ll take care of them,” Kousei said, a sad look in his eyes making them loose any sparkle. He took the box from Tsubaki and walked up the stairs to the office space.
While Kousei was in the upstairs area, Watari turned to Tsubaki and said, “He still hasn’t played?”
In reply, Tsubaki said in a quiet voice, “Yeah, I miss it. He was so much cooler when he played piano. If only Saki didn’t have to go, he would feel so much better.”
Kousei came back downstairs after a little, sensing the apologetic atmosphere. “Hey, Tsubaki, it’s cool, I’m not mad or anything. Come on, let’s take a break.”
A few minutes later, all three of them were outside and walking to the small park across the Towe Hall Performance Center, otherwise known as the THPC. Tsubaki and Watari had left him to get one of their friends, a girl who was supposedly meeting them