Yasuda Kei
She trudges up the stairs, not bothering with the elevators. They're too easy, too quick and she feels like she needs the exercise to clear her head. She passes her room, wondering if Maki and Rika are inside, becoming a happy couple.
I'm always the one left wondering. I'm fed up of it. I hate it. Mako-Chan is probably the only person who's taken even the slightest interest in me for years. But even she wouldn't be interested. I'm an old lady, past it. Even having boobs like Gocchin's wouldn't save me from singledom.
Reaching Yossi's room, she opens the door, and surveys the area. Yossi's clothes are back in her wardrobe, but no sign of the girl in question. Which is good. She throws herself down on her bed, looking through the letters again when she remembers the washing she left in the machine.
Rushing to take it out of the dryer, she gives the Gata's shirt and kit a sniff, smiling at the sweet floral scent of 'Lily and Passionflower' detergant. But it's got wrinkles, so she finds an iron, ironing board and starts to rid of them. The simple work makes her feel better...folding the shirt perfectly, to how it should be. Somethings should be perfect when there's no order in your life.
She places the folded clothes on top of the wardrobe, before picking up the letters again, putting them back in their box.
"Back to where you came from..."
She crawls to their hiding spot, intending to put them back.....
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