a/n: i kind of forgot the original idea behind this plotbunny but whatever hehehhe its the khr nostalgia
fc - maria tani
Sometimes getting home was a hassle.
"Only residences of the Sawada household may enter beyond this point, Ma'am."
Behind the suited henchman from Hell was a shining red sports car, the likes of which looked like it valued at the same rate as the house she thought she was going to head into to take a nap before heading out to work. The man's sunglasses glistened under the sun's hot rays.
Iroha swallowed back her protests of having to confirm her own identity.
"Ok." The man nodded and aptly went back to staring people down on the streets.
When she rounded the corner, she squeezed her eyes shut.
She just wanted to nap.