I know it's Kurorin when the door opens. No one knows me as well as he does. Well, Emi knows me just as well, but in different ways. They each know me in ways the other can't.
I glance over my shoulder, just to confirm it, and look at him for a long moment like that before finally turning, leaning back against the railing and crossing my arms over my chest.
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Date: 2012-11-19 12:22 am (UTC)I glance over my shoulder, just to confirm it, and look at him for a long moment like that before finally turning, leaning back against the railing and crossing my arms over my chest.
"Good evening, Kurorin."