[From the direction of the door comes the loud crunching of popcorn before Lotte kicks it shut with the nonchalance of someone that didn't spend a lot of time on energy making sure she wouldn't be heard until this very moment. It'd just be embarrassing if someone knew how many fucks she gave.
She cheerily saunters over to Masaki's space and offers the buttery microwave bag over. If the woman bothers checking, the popcorn is...uh. It's red. It's a very bright, peppery red, and has the taste to match its vibrancy.]
yet another stakeout...
She cheerily saunters over to Masaki's space and offers the buttery microwave bag over. If the woman bothers checking, the popcorn is...uh. It's red. It's a very bright, peppery red, and has the taste to match its vibrancy.]
What channel're we watching?