I've decided touse this story as a place to post Mira drabbles that hopefully make more sense than the title one.
Motives
It was about time, Sora decided, to give up hope.
Though she had waited, and lied to herself, and even actively searched, all the while hoping that when her best friend had left for America all those years ago, that it wasn't a permanent arrangement, she now realized that she had been stupid and naïve to think that way. Her friend was angry with her for some reason (neglect, most likely), which would explain the complete lack of contact since the departure.
Sora almost felt guilty; not that she didn't miss her friend dearly, but because most of this ardent fervor had erupted due to her burning desire to know why.
Perhaps that was the reason that, later that same day, when an unexpected knock on the door heralded the long lost companion in question, who then once and for all revealed the mysterious motive for leaving, Sora felt a warm comfort bloom in her stomach and spread throughout her body.
Perhaps.
Or maybe it was just because Mimi was such a good kisser.