Make me ache with sweet words 🥨 MARCH-APRIL CATCHALL
Who: Fujino and you!
When: All throughout Season of Budding
Where: Primavain Theater (for now)
What: Confession rehearsals, etc.
Anything Else: Nothing as of yet; will be updated accordingly.
When: All throughout Season of Budding
Where: Primavain Theater (for now)
What: Confession rehearsals, etc.
Anything Else: Nothing as of yet; will be updated accordingly.

Confession Rehearsals (any time in March)
Seated as close as what’s allowed, Fujino watches other rehearsals for some time- body leaning somewhat forward, hands patiently clasped together on crossed legs, eyes keen and taking in almost as much as she can. When it comes time for her to join in? Well, any one of these may happen...]
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Why do you sound like you're being forced to marry an evil overlord?!
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[fluster fluster; oh no, does she really look that kind of gloomy enough to do that...!]
Um- [clears her throat, maybe that's the problem] I like you!
[Hm. That may have been a bit too much pep in there.]
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["Wow, Tsukasa, that's weirdly specific!" It only gets worse from here, folks.]
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A-ah... [Okok maybe it's her posture? She straightens her spine and looks Tsukasa square in the eye.]
I've liked you. For a long while.
[So straightforward! And yet, what a dull tone...]
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[Hm. Maybe there's a section of the library Tsukasa shouldn't be allowed in.]
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[Forget the plot being lost, every single paper script is on the floor!]
I- [Deep breath, once more!] -I've liked you! For a long while!
[Well. It's louder, at least. Probs more of an outburst then she would have liked, u h.]
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That's better. --wait, no. I mean.
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I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say...
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[ Rose smiles guilelessly, clasping her hands together. They've literally never met, but she guesses she's just supposed to act normal? ]
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Y-yes! [Wait, she can't leave it at that.] I mean-
I'm so happy...? I've always liked you, so well...that is...
[She can't be trailing off this early! Not right now!!]
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[ Questioningly. Rose is, at least, self-aware enough to know that she probably wouldn't even be reading this as a love confession if she didn't know it was a practice love confession! ]
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[Nothing more is coming to mind...dang. Fujino's shoulders slump a bit as she softly sighs. Gosh, this kind of practice is harder then it looks.]
Sorry, I can't think of anything else. I wonder how other people manage to do it...