Most people stay dead, period. All the dead people she knows have.
She places the gummy bear on the table, then stretches. She's been sitting here for a while, and it seems like the party is getting rowdier around them -- people stumbling about, making out in the open, passing out over tables. Time to leave, probably, before any trouble finds her.
But she does give him a considering glance as she rises. She'll remember his name and his face, that's for sure -- this guy who apparently can't succeed in dying.
no subject
Most people stay dead, period. All the dead people she knows have.
She places the gummy bear on the table, then stretches. She's been sitting here for a while, and it seems like the party is getting rowdier around them -- people stumbling about, making out in the open, passing out over tables. Time to leave, probably, before any trouble finds her.
But she does give him a considering glance as she rises. She'll remember his name and his face, that's for sure -- this guy who apparently can't succeed in dying.
"Kazuma, right? I'll see you around."