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Mamoru sat there on his stool, watching her. She was at the booth she and her friends frequented, laughing at something or other. She always seemed so happy...
She rose from her spot and made the way to Motoki's counter, sitting on the stool near him as she waited for Motoki to finish taking the order at another table.
Usagi leaned against the counter, arms folded as she lowered her head to it, closing her lids half way. Looking so...sad.
"What's up with you today, Odango Atama? You're not usually so glum," he dished out.
Surprisingly, he did not get a rile out of her. She merely turned her head to him, cheek laying against her arms.
"Guess you're wearing off on me, Mamoru-san..."
Her voice matched her attitude, a complete opposite to how she acted mere moments before with her friends.
"Geez Odango cheer up. You're making even me depressed," he teased.
With a sigh, Usagi sat up straight, not looking at him.
"I apologize Mamoru-san...I've just been so tired lately...so stressed..."
She was surprised when he took the stool next to her and then even more so when he placed his hand upon her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. Turning to him, she blinked in surprise when she realized he was smiling kindly at her, eyes holding barely a glimmer or that old spark from their daily arguments.
"Smile, Usagi-chan. The weight of the world is not upon your shoulders."
He thought that she would grin and start to banter with him but instead she just smiled sadly and placed her hand on his for a moment before heading back to her booth, never ordering.