Setsuna promptly crashed after Home Ec class; she was tired, sore, hungover, possibly traumatically distressed. She needed a freakin' nap. She woke up later that evening to lament the fact that not only had she now ruined her sleep schedual, but also a potentially really good friendship. Trying to recall up some of the key words from the boxes of chocolates, Setsuna sat at her laptop, doing some research on the brand to find out exactly how much liquor was in that filling after all.

She'd forgotten about her instant messenger booting up automatically until suddenly got a little message box with a cheerful chime.

( Secchan! )

Promptly, Setsuna shut off her lap top. A few seconds later, her phone could be heard ringing over by her sachel. She ignored it, going back to her bed and pulling her pillow over her head to try to drown out the sound. She knew Konoka would be trying a few times, and the annoying ringtone was not helping with the way she was feeling right now at all....


[[ door closed, post is open, though I leave for the land of work and crappy computer very shortly. SP love and all that ]]

After handwavily leaving a note at the room for Ranma-chan to come and meet with her this morning, Setsuna prepared for the ultimate and overdue strike. The door to her bedroom was open, but Setsuna was actually no where to be seen, not by the casual passersby, carefully placed near the door that anyone who entered would not see her unless she was at a particular angle.

Ranma-chan would never even know what hit her.


[[posted early because of insomnia, woot. first part of post is for ranma_sao, but the second part will be open, open, open, then third part is back to just being for Ranma ]]

[[ yes, i'm setting up OCD for this. Because I'm a dork. ]]