'Speak of the devil and he shall appear' was certainly the first thing to come to mind at the sound of the all too familiar voice from what could be none other than the strangely-ignored hole connecting the two rooms. Really, why had they never gotten it fixed? It just seemed to be part of the apartment now.. Shame to whomever lived there after they all left.
“…..” Exhaling a sigh as she took necessary measures before daring to face him, she stepped out only once she deemed herself acceptable looking.
“The fact that you asked before doing it is a first.”
Because, despite Naoto’s rough exterior and cold attitude, she still was a girl and Shinichi wasn’t the one to peek. Especially when he had caught word of her being sick and well, one could only guess someone would try to sleep it off when they stayed at home. Whatever.
He gently tried to laugh it off. “Well… You’re going to scold me if I don’t, right?”