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（ there's a lull between patients, and sakura is working at dumping a bunch of sheets into a bucket for the laundry. it'll soak for now to leech out bloodstains, and then she'll transfer it over to scrub it. ）

Well, with the road to Hale cut off, it's good for people to know the basics. Even if you never use it again, at least you know now, right?

B-but—

[So it's all for her own benefit?

Fukawa groans. Her hands rake into her hair, tugging it taut as she squeezes her eyes shut and seethes.]

Ugh! This P-Pollyanna attitude is so annoying! Are you trying to achieve nirvana? Become a saint? [Does she get either of those references?] There has to b-be a second motivation! Nobody wastes this much time on complete trash without expecting something back!

（ nani the fuck. sakura gives the girl a sidelong glance, and then takes a breath. this is literally part of what her mental health training has been for, but she's not exactly immune to feeling irritated by it — the trick is just not to show it. ）

Okay, first of all — I don't think you're trash. No one's trash. （ well, maybe orochimaru's trash, but he's not here, so... ） And secondly — maybe other people you've met expect things back, but I'm not one of them. You can believe me or not, I really don't care.

（ she used to be obsessive over what other people thought or believed about her, but she's been learning to let that go. becoming comfortable in her own skin has gone a long way towards settling those old insecurities. ）

You...D-don't care?

[She's been handed a paradox. People who handed out charity, especially girls, always tacked on some false platitudes with the gesture. They claimed that they were friends. In spite of all evidence to the contrary, the miniscule time they'd spent together, the complete lack of commonalities between them.

That's how Fukawa knew it was fake. There was no basis for connection, ergo, their words were false flattery. Maybe there were extremely rare exceptions, like Komaru, who was simply too stupid to realize that she shouldn't trust Fukawa in the first place, but ultimately stuck it out until their bond became realized in truth. But she was literally the only person on the planet who said those things and meant it with her whole heart!

...Okay her and maybe her dumbass brother, but he was always too busy sniffing Kirigiri's skirts to pay homely, wretched Fukawa any mind.

But then that leaves her with this. Haruno Sakura, who is offering her kindness, knowledge, and an open door, and yet says she doesn't care what Fukawa thinks?

Her eyes dart between the other girl's rapidfire. Seeking an answer. No, no her expression is clear as day. There's no twitches, no incongruities. She's speaking plain from the heart.

But then...wait. Wait wait wait.]

[No it has to be a trick! There's no way that she could say two opposing things and both would be true! And insisting she's not trash, who was she fooling? Did this girl even have eyes? Anyone within sight could peg her as a total loser. Just look at her raggedy, smelly ass clothes! Her underwhelming body, her hag face, the rat's nest of her hair, the weakness in her shivering, her constant fidgeting! The stutter most of all. There was no way she could overlook those things and decide Fukawa was worth keeping around, not without proof!

And what has Fukawa proved of her worth here? That she could spool a piece of cloth around a leg? Who would be impressed with a thing like that? If she could learn it this quickly, obviously it's a skill of no importance at all!]

[But then again, she can't discount the simplicity of the statement. Her perfectly maintained expression. That in conjunction with the smallness of the lesson, the quick turn around — could it be that the effort on Sakura's end was minimal, too? Therefore, it truly wasn't a demanding act? No strings attached?

It's the sort of thoughtless generosity Byakuya-sama extended from time to time. He attached no secret importance to sending say, Naegi on errands. It was a matter of practicality, not a manipulative gesture.

If that was the mindset Sakura was using, could she take the girl's words as the truth?]

[If so, then she has to comply. She has to show proper respect, a sign of contrition. Her heart thuds hard against her ribs.]

Th-then...Then I...

[Her palms are sweaty. Knees weak, arms are heavy.]

I s-suppose I... [Huff, huff.] In that c-case...

[Spit it out, you idiot! People are starting to stare! Oh god, they know! They can see what an ungracious dolt you are! JUST SAY IT!!]

Th...Th-th...

THANK YOU!

[Why did you say it so loud???

Fukawa's hands clap to her head in horror. Oh no, she's done it! She's made it weird! Everyone is looking at her! She's been exposed!

🚨🚨🚨🚨¡¡¡EVACUATE THE PREMISES!!!🚨🚨🚨🚨]

GAAAAAAH!!!

[Fukawa books it out the door at mach speed five. The tarp door flails in the whirlwind left in her wake, her heels clopping further and further into the distance as she makes for safe havens.

brb finding a crevice to crawl into and die]

Edited (Emphasis ) 2022-10-13 17:05 (UTC)

（ o... kay?

okay.

that sure was a thing that occurred.

what a strange girl... but you know what? that was kind of sweet, too. in that under-socialized, feral cat sort of way.

don't think you've seen the last of her, fukawa!! ）

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where's mom's spaghetti when you need it