Sinderella
Voted Most Likely to Romance the NPCs
- Pronoun
- That/Bitch
Odette blinked at her.
For a conceivably awkward amount of time, Odette simply blinked in Kimiko's direction. The look on her face signified she was a little too stunned to speak, and the sheer length of time it took her to actually open her mouth further drove that home.
"That's..." she started, unsure of where to take it. The footnote was really throwing her. Delivered like a seemingly random little detail but somehow made the entire story ten times worse and a hundred times closer to home for her. Either it didn't bother Kimiko nearly as much as it bothered her, or Kimiko had already exhausted her own angst over the issue and could do nothing more but casually discuss it because that was how she coped.
"Do you have a half brother?" Odette asked suddenly. She didn't care how fucking crazy she sounded, she had to ask. "Or like, did you start investigating all of this and meet a really sus but really incredible guy who ended up like, helping you figure what you know out and you kinda, uh, ended up dating?" She paused, then brought her hand up to scratch her cheek pensively as she silently kicked herself. "Actually, no, you said you had a boyfriend, right? Forget that..."
Brow furrowed, she started tapping her leg. Kimiko might have been able to hear the gears turning in her head from where she was standing. "Did you...go into hiding at any point? Or did you maybe, uh, get into an altercation with some rich guy you were trying to shmooze, but it turned out he was way more psychopathic than you anticipated and it all just went, y'know..." she trailed off and held up her hand, where she flicked all her fingers out as if mimicking an explosion. "...tits up?"
Her expression fell once she realized the absolute lunacy she was spilling, and she quickly waved her arms around like she were trying to erase everything that had just come out of her mouth. "You know what? Forget everything I just said. That sounds absolutely terrible, and I am so sorry."
For a conceivably awkward amount of time, Odette simply blinked in Kimiko's direction. The look on her face signified she was a little too stunned to speak, and the sheer length of time it took her to actually open her mouth further drove that home.
"That's..." she started, unsure of where to take it. The footnote was really throwing her. Delivered like a seemingly random little detail but somehow made the entire story ten times worse and a hundred times closer to home for her. Either it didn't bother Kimiko nearly as much as it bothered her, or Kimiko had already exhausted her own angst over the issue and could do nothing more but casually discuss it because that was how she coped.
"Do you have a half brother?" Odette asked suddenly. She didn't care how fucking crazy she sounded, she had to ask. "Or like, did you start investigating all of this and meet a really sus but really incredible guy who ended up like, helping you figure what you know out and you kinda, uh, ended up dating?" She paused, then brought her hand up to scratch her cheek pensively as she silently kicked herself. "Actually, no, you said you had a boyfriend, right? Forget that..."
Brow furrowed, she started tapping her leg. Kimiko might have been able to hear the gears turning in her head from where she was standing. "Did you...go into hiding at any point? Or did you maybe, uh, get into an altercation with some rich guy you were trying to shmooze, but it turned out he was way more psychopathic than you anticipated and it all just went, y'know..." she trailed off and held up her hand, where she flicked all her fingers out as if mimicking an explosion. "...tits up?"
Her expression fell once she realized the absolute lunacy she was spilling, and she quickly waved her arms around like she were trying to erase everything that had just come out of her mouth. "You know what? Forget everything I just said. That sounds absolutely terrible, and I am so sorry."
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