Sakura's room is pretty sparse, but after Thursday, she's decorated it with the rolls of ribbons she was given. A bow here, a bow there, bows on her curtains, bows on her bedposts. It's very cutesy. ]
[ Sakura, being herself, does not immediately think Ann means "gotten off the rollercoaster," but squashes down her awful gutter mind pretty successfully.
Don't think like that around Ann, shhh, she's a pretty girl. ]
I know. I don't have any idea what I'm supposed to do anymore. I feel really useless...especially during the trial, you know? None of my ideas were correct, and everyone got mad, and then--
[it's a nice thought, and she kind of likes seeing that blush on Sakura's face, but she doesn't want to push her, if she's nervous. If there's some sort of hesitation.
But she's waited before, and it bit her in the worst way. she didn't want to do that again..]
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