[So entranced she is that the shadow falling over her from behind goes unnoticed — until it's too late. They don't collide, but that's thanks to both the man's reflexes and Fukawa's panicked scramble.
There's a phlegmy squawk, a clop of heels, and a mad scratch at the door for balance. It swings inward.]
AAH!
[She snatches it shut. Breathing hard.]
I wasn't d-doing anything! [It almost comes out as one word. Her glasses have fallen to the tip of her nose, and she's left blinking up (way up) at the sudden intruder. Who, it should be noted, is also unreasonably buff. And good looking. What was in the water around here?]
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There's a phlegmy squawk, a clop of heels, and a mad scratch at the door for balance. It swings inward.]
AAH!
[She snatches it shut. Breathing hard.]
I wasn't d-doing anything! [It almost comes out as one word. Her glasses have fallen to the tip of her nose, and she's left blinking up (way up) at the sudden intruder. Who, it should be noted, is also unreasonably buff. And good looking. What was in the water around here?]
...What do you want?