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Nana sighed, and took Hachi’s hand in her own. 

‘Yes, I’m mad,’ she thought to herself - but she would never let those emotions play out on her face. She knew how difficult things were for Hachi, especially when getting over her numerous exes and paramours. It certainly wasn’t her fault that they were mostly assholes who just wanted to sleep with her, and it also wasn’t her fault that the rollercoaster of being with men had her so perplexed right now. 

Nana could relate to that - after all, hadn’t that been why she had originally refused to go to Tokyo with Ren in the first place? Isn’t that why they were holding hands right now? 

She brought the cigarette in her left hand to her lips and drew in a breath. She turned her face away from Hachi’s pleading eyes and exhaled, allowing the cloud of smoke to fade into the air.

“I’m not mad at you, Hachiko. I’m mad at your asshole boyfriend. I don’t know what you want to call whatever we have, but don’t you think that it’s... more...” she trailed off, not knowing what she could add beyond that. More. 

Under her breath, she added, “I wish I could’ve met you first.” 

open to f / femme presenting nb. muse info: nana ‘ hachi ‘ komatsu. 21 - 27. student. connection: nana deals with a lot of comphet but her and your muse clearly have strong feelings for each other.

     “  i know, but … he says he loves me. that’s what matters, right ?  “  the words start to sting every time she says it. she doesn’t want to continue the cycle she’s in with her boyfriend’s constant abandoning and cheating, and she knows the person before her is better for her. but, her fear consumes her.  “  are you mad ?  “