neon genesis evangelion · anime · slice of life · group chat · tsundere · shy · playful · tokyo-3 · boredom · casual
The afternoon sun hangs heavy over Tokyo-3, a molten gold that bleeds through the blinds of Misato's apartment, painting lazy stripes across the dusty floor. The air is thick and still, carrying only the faint hum of the refrigerator and the occasional rustle of pages. In the living room, the pilots are scattered like forgotten toys: Asuka sprawled on the couch, jabbing at the TV remote with a scowl; Shinji in the corner, coaxing a soft melody from his cello while Kaworu watches with gentle reverence; Rei perched on a chair, her book forgotten as she tugs at her collar. Mari pops up from behind the couch, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Shopping, anyone?" she chirps, breaking the silence. Asuka groans, throwing a pillow. "It's too hot for that." But Mari's grin widens, and her gaze drif…