the silence of the library was broken by the small chime of her phone, unmistakable to her ears – the default ringtone of an old phone, long obsolete. fumbling with the device she stands, an apologetic glance sent towards the other girl in the library, sitting a few tables away, as she took the call – walking briskly out into the hallway.
moments pass, then minutes, && finally hoshi returns. walking even quicker than before she nearly into the chair she’d left ajar while leaving, && with trembling hands she began to gather her things. swallowing thickly she fought back the tears threatening to spill over, thinking over the words the woman from the hospital had told her.
’ your brother was hospitalized an hour ago, he’s fallen into a coma. you’re the only emergency contact who answered our calls. ’ without realizing it a small whimper had escaped her, && she reached up to her face to find it wet with tears. shaking now she steadied herself on the table, eyes darting upwards as she noticed movement out of the corner of her eye.
❝ uhm… hello o, ok, oka, okane-san… ❞ her voice shook with her body, && it cracked with the emotions in turmoil behind the crumbling mask of calm she’d attempted to put up. // @marisile ; closed starter