[ Shiro missed out on most of the packing for the move, but he's doing his best to make up for it with the unpacking. It's taking him longer than he expected, honestly, since he has no idea what's in which box, and other things keep popping up that need his attention. He's expecting it's another one of those when he hears the knock on the door--maybe one of their new neighbors stopping by to say hello or something.
He's not expecting to open the door to see Bianca. He would've been perfectly happy to never think about her again, much less see her face to face, but here she is, and the gust of wind that comes shortly after he opens the door makes it perfectly clear what he thinks of that.
It's a little tempting to just slam the door shut in her face, to be honest, but he has more self-control than that. She gets a cold, harsh stare, though, and it's a stark contrast from the gentle placation he gave her in their first meeting. ]
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He's not expecting to open the door to see Bianca. He would've been perfectly happy to never think about her again, much less see her face to face, but here she is, and the gust of wind that comes shortly after he opens the door makes it perfectly clear what he thinks of that.
It's a little tempting to just slam the door shut in her face, to be honest, but he has more self-control than that. She gets a cold, harsh stare, though, and it's a stark contrast from the gentle placation he gave her in their first meeting. ]
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