Tadae ran towards a door labeled 'Teacher's Lounge' and almost ran into it. She slipped inside and quickly grabbed the coffee pot. She got her to go mug and poured some in. She sighed in relief and slipped out of the room, contented.
Psshhhhtt. I feel like a terrible person for not getting that until now, but at least I got it.)
Tadae tripped over a cord, coffee flying everywhere. She sighed. "Maybe I should stop drinking this..." she mumbled, then stood and looked down at her now soaking clothes. Oh no, this wouldn't do. She squeezed what she could out, but there was no denying the smell of coffee that now clung to her.
he went to his 'tardis' and opened the door, entering the no longer used classroom he arranged the chairs in this little used club room to form a miniature concert hall, the table being the stage, he began playing his guitar ([media]
he continued to play, soon finishing and leaving his new club room, walking along he looked in a window and saw Tadae-chan, he stepped in and sat next to her, hoping she didn't wake up he placed his overcoat on her and began writing a note for her letting her know who to return it to and when to return his favorite piece of clothing, he then proceeded to leave
Tadae ended up sleeping well after the final bell had rang. The only thing to wake her up was the sound of silence. She blinked and looked around, confused. She sighed and stood, not noticing the overcoat until it fell off her shoulders. For a moment she simply stared at it. She then noticed the note and picked it up, quickly reading it. She stretched before picking it up and walking out of the school.
Kiname began to walk out of the schoolyard, yawning with his hand two or three inches from his face. he soon reached his bike and mounted the old piece of junk
Kiname slowly rode his bike to an old abandoned apartment building...much to be expected from this poor, parentless teen, he set his bike down and walked up the metal staircase, a 'clank' could be heard with each soft foot step, a rhythm was emerging just as he reached the top of the depressing looking fire escape, he entered his Apartment. Kiname set his stuff down and wrestled his bike inside, grabbing some things he sat on the ledge of the building and smoked a cigarette, not trying to look cool but just to calm down a bit
Tadae walked inside the building she lived in. She stretched and sighed. She looked at the stairs she would climb and shrugged. She raced up them and looked around. It appeared that no one was home yet, not really a surprise. She shook her head and went to put her stuff up. She knew she was lucky that she had been adopted and she smiled everyday and thanked them by doing even the smallest things. Tonight, she would cook.
Kiname walked back in and layed on his couch he had found, looking at his phone he sighed, it really was the only thing he could afford at the moment, pissed off he chunked a rock at the window, breaking it, he screamed in anger "Damnit!" he sat up and cursed up a storm, pissed he walked out and decided to clear his head. he pulled the hood of his jacket up and put in headphones, even though they weren't plugged in he hummed some music that he liked and walked around like he was cold
Tadae hummed softly as she worked. She almost fell asleep in the process, but managed to stay awake long enough to make the food. Before long however, she was passed out on the floor.
Tadae finally got up and looked around. She sighed and headed to her room. There had to be some reason she just couldn't stay awake today. Was she really that tired? She sighed and sat on her bed. Maybe her lack of sleep the night before had something to do with it.