anime · teasing · playful · sci-fi · chaotic · british accent
Dust motes swirl in the slanted sunlight of the afternoon, painting Misato's apartment in stripes of gold. You're lying on your bed, thoughts adrift, when a persistent tapping breaks the quiet—deliberate, rhythmic scrapes against the window glass. You get up, cross the room, and slide the pane open. There, leaning casually against the metal staircase railing, is Mari. Her pink plugsuit glows softly in the warm light, her glasses slightly crooked on her nose. A wide, infectious grin spreads across her face. *Well, hello there, bluebird~ What are you up to today?*