Dayshift 22; First Shift; Sun Room

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As always, Tamaki woke up in his bed. He didn't know how he got there, but he woke up still in the clutches of fear he last remembered from the night. The fight in the hallway, Ed and Adel, the thing...

He was out of bed immediately, determined to make sure his friends were alright. He listened to the man on the intercom, not liking the idea of some big surprise. He didn't imagine any surprises could be good. And he hoped his friends felt the same way...

When his nurse came to get him, he chose the Sun Room instead of the chapel. He wanted no part of whatever was going to happen. He only hoped that Ed and Adel had the same idea....

They probably didn't. Agitated and worried, Tamaki paced along the window, hands behind his back, and waited.

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[fuyunohanabi.livejournal.com]

"Ah, breakfast?" She said, brightening at the thought. She was famished! Food was always good for curing a hangover and she sort of felt like she hadn't eaten in a week. "Do they have good food?" Although in all honesty, she wasn't picky. Food was food and she'd eat it.

She smiled and nodded at him, resting her hands in her lap. "Hangover. You should have come drinking with us." She sighed and tutted. "Shuuhei and Kira are such lightweights but it was fun."

[soul-defender.livejournal.com]

It was hard to say whether the cafeteria food could really be considered 'good' or not. Personally, Ichigo never really had a problem with the meals. They were well-prepared, and probably somewhat nutritious; after all, this place was a hospital by day. Still, every meal made him feel a little homesick. If I get home, I'll never take Yuzu's cooking for granted again, he thought.

Ichigo's eyes shot back open again, a captive look of confusion and irritance. He didn't raise his head up, too comfortable to move otherwise, instead staring down the length of his nose towards Rangiku. "Drinking, with you guys? Don't you know I'm barely old enough for that?" he replied, adding a guilting tone to his voice. Shyly, but masking it as gruff difference, he turned away and stared distantly off; hopefully, the angle of his features and the glow of the sun would be enough to hide the faint blushing tint across his cheeks.

[fuyunohanabi.livejournal.com]

Normally, she'd probably have gone and slapped Ichigo heartily on the back to tease encourage him, but she was too comfortable and entering the post-hangover floppiness which made her feel lethargic. Still, a grin curved her lips as she looked at the boy and his apparent embarrassment.

"It's all a state of mind," she said teasingly, grinning at him. "After the things you did, anyone should be allowed to drink."