Madotsuki stared at the stranger in silence for a moment before making her decision on whether or not she’d let her in. This girl, first of all, didn’t seem to be much older than Madotsuki herself was. And second of all, she looked quite dainty and if need be, Madotsuki could easily take her on. Or at least, she was sure she could as long as she had her knife. Luckily the weapon was hidden safely in her room in a place she could quickly grab it if she had to.
Stepping aside, the brunette nodded once and let the girl enter her home, shutting the door behind her. She calmly grabbed the blanket on her bed and held it out for the girl to take.
“I also… Have coffee.” She mumbled, gesturing to the fresh brewed pot on the table. Luckily she had had enough time to make it before the electricity had completely gone out. “Your name…?”
When the girl decided to let Ohana in, she felt like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. She felt so grateful that she could have hugged the girl right then and there. Maybe that would be a little too friendly too fast?
“Thank you!” She said as she stepped into the room. She peered around the room, finally calming down enough to catch her breath. She was surprised when the girl offered her the blanket. “Ah—! Do you have another one, maybe?” She looked back and forth. “I wouldn’t want to take your only one.”
She did however take the girl up on her coffee offer. “Thank you again.” She grabbed the first cup she could find a poured some in.
“Oh, right. I’m Ohana.” She responded as she spun around with her cup in hand and seated herself down at the nearest chair. She took a sip then sighed. The warmth felt so good. “And you are..?” She peered at Madotsuki over the rim of her glass.
The brunette watched the stranger closely, observing her every move in silence. It might have seemed a bit creepy, but Madotsuki couldn’t have cared less. It was important to make sure this girl wasn’t a threat. When she refused the blanket, Madotsuki blinked a few times, assuming she had done or said something wrong. Even if it was the blanket from her bed, why didn’t the other accept it? The girl held it out once more, nearly shoving it into Ohana’s hands, though she didn’t mean for the action to seem rude.
“It’s fine. I have an extra one in my closet to get.” She stated calmly, making her way to the closet. She pulled the door open and removed the blanket, immediately throwing it over her shoulders.
Taking a seat on the edge of her bed, the girl immediately went quiet. What was there to talk about now…? She really was terrible at this whole socializing thing…
“Um. Color… What’s your favorite color?” She mumbled, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. It was annoying to try making conversation and she already regretted her lame attempt. She should have just stayed quiet, as usual.