A/N: This drabble was inspired by the events of chapter 14 (I think).
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Kubo Tite
Thought
Rukia surveyed the wreckage.
Chairs littered the floor and several desks had been pushed up against the wall. Tatsuki was radiating a murderous aura and Inoue had collapsed on a seat by the window, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and confusion. There wasn't a single male in sight.
Rukia sighed. This wasn't exactly what she had intended when she purchased the gikongan.
Oh well, she consoled herself, it's the thought that counts.