A/N: So, it's been a year since I've updated, and I have a new computer which can't open WPS files quite yet. Basically I can't open the prompt tables (and I certainly don't remember them) so here we go. All apologies. Really. Life runs away without my permission sometimes.
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Kagome wrinkled her nose as she surveyed the mess of her apartment. She had finally shooed the last of the overnight couch sleepers out before her shower, and it was time for her to set the disaster to rights. Used cups and plates inhabited every flat surface, and some not-so-flat ones, Kagome noticed with the distaste as a paper plate avalanche settled beneath her coffee table. Kagome grabbed a large trash bag and began wondering around the living room, grabbing trash willy-nilly to stuff in the bag.
Her mind was not on the mess, though. Instead it was on the unfriendly garden youkai she had met the night before. Kagome had a rarely been met with such rudeness – she was a social butterfly by nature, and people usually responded kindly to that.
Kagome was also persistent, and optimistic. If the youkai was unfriendly, then there was a good reason for it, and she was very, very curious.
Kagome stepped on something squishy.
"Oh, gross," Kagome muttered, slightly horrified as she stared down at the damp wolf pelt beneath her foot.
Well, she could investigate later, she thought. Until then, she really had to get this mess cleaned up.
