Little Moments: 100
Themes
#43: Shipwreck
Lillie Bell
Words: 149
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon.
Usagi pressed her forehead to the cold tabletop, burying her head under her arms. She groaned horribly and appeared to be pretending she was dead all ready. Perhaps death was a more fitting end to the woman who had forgotten her anniversary and scheduled a meeting with her group at school in order to finish a project. And, of course it would work out that she scheduled the meeting on the only night Mamoru had free that week.
The girls circled the groaning woman, some patting her back reassuringly.
"Sounds like you're up the boat without a paddle," Minako offered her thoughts.
"That's up a creek without a paddle," Ami amended.
The blonde simply shrugged. "Who cares, you're still shipwrecked."
A high-pitched, dramatic sob issued from the bundle of arms and hair. The girls sighed and nodded sadly, agreeing with Minako. Mamoru would just have to wait, it seemed.