[ With Cairo behind her, it almost feels like Riley can do anything. That's what she was missing before. That's what she should have changed, all she needed was this, and she could— she can do anything, right?
Entering the bridal boutique...puts a damper on that. The whole place is a mess. A bunch of armless sewing mannequins are toppled to the ground, and laying on them, lifeless, is a boy just a few inches taller than Riley. It's weird that he's so silent, because he's always been a friendly, jovial presence, trying his best to make the younger of them feel safe and comforted, helping to run those little gatherings that have become a once-a-week occurrence.
But there's no mistaking it, especially with the amount of blood covering his front, coating the dresses beneath him.
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Entering the bridal boutique...puts a damper on that. The whole place is a mess. A bunch of armless sewing mannequins are toppled to the ground, and laying on them, lifeless, is a boy just a few inches taller than Riley. It's weird that he's so silent, because he's always been a friendly, jovial presence, trying his best to make the younger of them feel safe and comforted, helping to run those little gatherings that have become a once-a-week occurrence.
But there's no mistaking it, especially with the amount of blood covering his front, coating the dresses beneath him.
Mitsuki Izumi is dead.
It sends Riley back down to reality. Her mouth is dry. Almost a little choked, she repeats, once again, ]
I... I really...didn't...mean to.
[ She liked Mitsuki. Against all odds, he was nice to her. ]