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Anthy's at a window table, slowly draining a mug of Darjeeling tea. She has a boiled egg in a cup in front of her, as yet untouched.

Her biological functions are none of your business.

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"Himemiya."

He smirks. "How much do you hate me?"

Anthy blinks at him over her tea.

"I'm sorry?"

"I said, have you seen my private jet lately?"

Ooooops.

"Your private jet?" says Anthy, brightly. "Why, have you lost it?"

People misplace private jets all the time.

"It is covered in coffee."

"And smells of monkey."

Chuchu or Saionji? So hard to decide!

"Oh dear," says Anthy. Sympathetically. Yes.

Pause.

"It can be difficult to balance on a moving jet. I'm sure no one would blame you."

"And the long purple hair?" He smirks and raises an eyebrow. This is fun.

He didn't find pink hair. He is strangely comforted with that.

Smoothly: "I'm sure the long purple hair won't blame you either."

"I will just leave it to Nanami. It will entertain her for a few days."

He tips back and looks up at the ceiling.

"So it is true. You are your own now."

Anthy takes a sip of tea.

And then she says, "I suppose you could say so," and watches him.

He lowers his chin a little, look at her.

"Ah."

She tilts her head.

Touga sips his tea.

And smirks.

Anthy smiles.

"How are things back at your school?"

He almost frowns.

"I graduate soon."

"Do you?" she says.

"I wonder."

"...oh?" Ceilings are so fascinating!

"You must be thrilled."

So are windows.

He doesn't say anything. Just looks are her.

Clearly, this could could be a moment of bonding.

That laughing you hear in the background is not the player. Please ignore the break in the forth wall.

And Anthy just looks at him.

Chuchu ignores the first three walls and swiftly begins to plaster up the remaining one.

Bonding?

Whenever you're ready, bonding.

Any time. Aaany time.

Bonding called in sick.

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