Canceled an intel-shift to check up on Kurenai-san. She's seven months in now so I take it upon myself to visit more often these days. It's the least I can do.
Kurenai? She's doing…okay. Has her ups-and-downs. On some days, she's as chipper as Choji. Talkative. Easygoing. Happy. On others, she's...not so good. Can't blame her for that, though.
Today was a Not-So-Good Day. I noticed it immediately. Her eyes were swollen. Hair tangled. Curtains drawn in. Half-eaten meal. Picture of Asuma on her bed—she had been crying the night before. Or the entire morning. Maybe even both.
The details didn't matter, I guess.