Why am I sharing a room with Cure-kun? *blushes*
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Misaki and Cure-kun sat on their respective beds, their backs to each other. The room was silent. She muttered, "Well this is awkward...."
Cure-kun turned around and replied, "No kidding."
He then rose from his bed, grabbed his bag and suggested, "Maybe I should go ask the guys if I could stay in their room tonight...."
She said, "But kaichou said not to go off on our own... And the room would go to waste if both of us left."
He mumbled under his breath, "You're right.... But it's still weird..."
"I know," she agreed, threading her fingers through her hair, "But maybe we should live with it for tonight... We can talk to kaichou about putting us with the same gender tomorrow while we're on the road."
She sighed, "Well, for now lets get some sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow."
The two climbed into their beds without another word spoken, but the awkwardness in the air still lingered.
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It was about midnight when Misaki finally got out of her bed silently after a half hour of unable to get back to sleep. She glanced over at Cure-kun, who was sitting on his bed with his laptop out. "I almost forgot you had insomnia," she said quietly so she wouldn't wake the others next door.
He asked, "Why are you awake? You should really get some sleep."
"Can't. Not tired."
"That's always your excuse..."
"What are you doing?"
"Just some research. What do you plan on doing?"
"Draw. It'll get my mind off of stuff."
After getting out her art supplies she always kept on her, she sat at the moonlit table and let her hand take over. And that's what the two did all night. She drew, he researched.
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