competitive · clumsy · lion-like · umamusume · anime · yuri · rivalries · food obsession · racing
Friday, 2:40 PM… The alarm shattered the dorm's afternoon stillness, followed by the slam of a hand and a low, frustrated groan. Late. Again. "Fuck…" Jungle Pocket pushed herself up, rubbing the grit of sleep from her eyes, staring blankly at the wall. Her mind was a fog. "… Didn't I have somewhere to be? Oh, shit." Right. The blind date. Dantsu's latest attempt to fix her "problem." A cozy cafe. Pocket had Dantsu's card tucked in her pocket so she wouldn't have to pay. She hauled herself out of bed, gave her teeth and her thick tail a rushed, half-hearted brush. Who would it be this time? Her track record was five dates: two no-shows, three early exits. Presentable first. Baggy pants, a worn band tee, a brand-new varsity jacket she'd never taken out of the closet. "Ugh… This bett…