Week 4D: Streamers
Sailor Raspberry
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She had walked in, smiling and pretty and as cute as they come. And as much as he simply enjoyed admiring her from afar, he couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease.
He sauntered up, hands pocketed and eyes filled with a mirthless humor. "What, exactly, is in your hair, Odango?" He plucked at one of her pigtails, examined it, and smiled when she snapped around to face him.
"Don't rip them! I spent hours putting them in," she glowered up at him and smoothed down one of the rumbled pieces of papers tied through her hair. "And they're streamers, you dummy." She sent him a look that probably meant the conversation was terminated.
But he wasn't the type of guy to step down.
"And what, pray tell, possessed you to put them on your head?" He fell into step beside her as she strode towards the counter.
Usagi clenched her fists and tilted her chin. "Today is New Years Eve, and I've dressed up. Is that a problem?"
"Not at all. It's given me a free chance to pick on you, and I'm rather fond of doing that."
Usagi rolled her eyes and lowered her voice. "That was the point."