week 0; monika
[ after the trial is over and everybody goes their separate ways, miki remains in the dark dwellings of the mcdonalds because she promised to split some fries with monika while gloating about her wealth. the lesson here is don't be a rich bitch.
(except she will, undoubtedly, flaunt it again.)
she gets a large order that should be big enough for the two of them and sits it in the middle, leaning into the chair with a tired laze. ]
Man that had to be some of the worst nine hours of my life. How about you?
(except she will, undoubtedly, flaunt it again.)
she gets a large order that should be big enough for the two of them and sits it in the middle, leaning into the chair with a tired laze. ]
Man that had to be some of the worst nine hours of my life. How about you?
i lied im awake
[ monika makes sure she's shoulder to shoulder with miki before going in on the fries. ] I can't imagine that's the worst nine hours you've had. I mean, you're a demon?
heinous
[ she asks and grabs a few tries at once, dipping them into the little paper condiment cup of ketchup before pushing them into her mouth at once. ]
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[ monika raises a fry. she's not as brutish as miki, after all. one single dainty fry. ]
At least, that's what religion tells us about demons. You don't seem too bad.
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