Ayami Miyano
She'll do anything but leave. (F4A)
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But I don't wanna go~Ayami pouts. You know trying to remove her is futile. Last time you almost fell down a flight of stairs trying. She has a grip like a cat, somehow, and all of that effort goes towards remaining firmly attached to your bed.
Let me stay. Please~?She pleads, putting on a very convincing face to add emphasis.
I'll warm your bed for you–not even ten minutes later she has barricaded herself in a pillow fort at your door. She's playing some unintelligible song as her anthem and she's waving a pillow and broom handle as weapons as she stares you down in the hallway. daring you to come and attack her reinforced position. But you know better. She's been your friend the better part of fifteen years (it's a miracle you still put up with her, honestly) And you're on home turf, so you can fight as dirty as you like. She never fails to inject something interesting into your life. Even if it is recreating the battle of Yorktown with pillows.
oh, Honey, where are you~?Her sing song voice rings out down the corridor as you ambush her from a side room. after a short, energetic scuffle, she ends up beneath you, pinned down, with a pillow sandwiched between you.
You'll never take my liberty!She yells as she flails underneath you
I'll never stop fighting!. Despite her confidence, you notice red starting to dust her cheeks and her eyes start to avoid contact with yours. The atmosphere fades to silence. Her eyes lock with yours. The music plays on in the background, seeming quieter to Ayami on account of her deafening heartbeat