Wreck it Down

It was a beautiful day outside, so Dōjima had propped the door and windows of her room wide-open as she worked. She had two cardboard boxes set out on her bed; one labeled 'Rikku' and the other one 'Reno', and she was currently attempting to see how many packets of ramen she could fit into Reno's box. Any packing of her own was being studiously ignored; school wasn't over yet, and Rikku and Reno were much more important.

And with Reno, it wasn't like she trusted him to remember to eat. Besides, there was an awesome recipie tucked in there, along with the dehydrated bacon, and some horrible horrible eye-searing romance novels.

Rikku's box was, admittedly, bigger, due to multiple birthday gifts that needed to be sent to Spira. She hadn't called her friend, since she hadn't been sure how dates matched up between the worlds and the player was AFK that night, and if Rikku had picked up the phone, Yurika probably would have yelled at her for not being out living it up.

Sometimes, Dōjima was a very bad friend. But only in the best ways.

[Door and post are open! ETA: (un)Shockingly, thread with Romeo went NWS.]

It was wrong.  It had to be. 

Yurika had spent the day wandering the island, trying to clear her head and praying for another result. 

No luck. 

Now she was seated at her desk, pen at the ready, as she tried to find some way to explain this to Romeo.  To Father Juliano.  To anyone. 

"You better be worth this," she muttered, placing her hand on her stomach.  "Kazuki Montague."




[OOC:  Open door and post is open!  Yurika's herself, mostly, just overly-melodramatic and a wee bit pregnant....]
[ETA:  Romeo's visit comes last chronologically.]