[She might have overlooked Yu entirely were it not for the spark of recognition, faint, but still there--she knows this guy from somewhere, though she can't seem to place where. That bothers her. Enough that she'll waltz on over to where he's sitting, staring (quite rudely, really) at him expectantly, searching for an answer that he doubtlessly didn't have. One hand rests on her hip, the other holding the nutrition bar that she's biting into.
Has she met him somewhere before? She's loath to admit to it, but her memory's been spotty lately. Because of the fever, she's certain. She opens her mouth to question him, but all that she can get out is an "oi" before she finds herself coughing rather violently into her elbow. She was seriously sick of this flu. A violent shiver passes through her, her original thought momentarily lost. This cold wouldn't be the death of her, but it was a huge pain in the ass. She mumbles to herself.]
Tch. Next time I see that guy, first thing I'm gonna do is pummel him.
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Has she met him somewhere before? She's loath to admit to it, but her memory's been spotty lately. Because of the fever, she's certain. She opens her mouth to question him, but all that she can get out is an "oi" before she finds herself coughing rather violently into her elbow. She was seriously sick of this flu. A violent shiver passes through her, her original thought momentarily lost. This cold wouldn't be the death of her, but it was a huge pain in the ass. She mumbles to herself.]
Tch. Next time I see that guy, first thing I'm gonna do is pummel him.