A decade ago, Satoru's "boring, boring, boring," would have gotten her hackles up and gotten Suguru snipping at her friend and the perceived insults to her music. It still does, somewhat. When she'd still be in the group and things were the worst with Satoru, she'd taken the tone and attitude as rejection, as a deliberate mockery of her abilities. Suguru's songs were boring, thus Suguru was boring, not worth the time and the attention and the effort and Satoru could do something so casually, so easily and make it a dozen times better, and she didn't need Suguru.
It's still there, some of that pain still sharp and awful and ugly in her. But part of this is Satoru trying to goad her into something, and part of this is just how Satoru operates, and when Suguru didn't feel on the outs with her, she'd enjoyed that; it was straightforward and honest.
So she leans into the languid feelings from the wine and a satisfying meal, and lets it go for the moment. Besides, Satoru offers her an opening that she can't resist.
"Did you know, Satoru darling," she begins, shifting on the couch. There's less than a foot between them, and Suguru crawls over that space until she's practically in Satoru's lap, "that I used to do that song in karaoke with my friends? I know it's hard to understand the concept of friends, but I did find them once I left." Her own little dig. Granted, most of her friends were people she worked with, so she's not sure it counts. "I made it my own, in those little rooms we'd rent, and we'd all have fun with it, despite the fact that it's a shallow pop song.
"I'd put on a performance for it. Really try to wow everyone." She's tempted to lean in closer, but resists the urge for the moment, and instead breaks into the chorus of Infinity, keeping it almost as bright as the original, with an underlying gravitas in her voice that lends it more depth. It doesn't quite mesh with her personal brand, but it doesn't cut out her typical style, either. As she sings, she lowers her voice and does lean in, until she's inches from Satoru's face. Once she finishes, she leans in as though she's going to kiss Satoru, stopping half an inch from her lips. "Like so."
She pulls away, straightening up but not moving out of Satoru's lap. "Don't worry, though. I won't scandalize you with kisses."
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It's still there, some of that pain still sharp and awful and ugly in her. But part of this is Satoru trying to goad her into something, and part of this is just how Satoru operates, and when Suguru didn't feel on the outs with her, she'd enjoyed that; it was straightforward and honest.
So she leans into the languid feelings from the wine and a satisfying meal, and lets it go for the moment. Besides, Satoru offers her an opening that she can't resist.
"Did you know, Satoru darling," she begins, shifting on the couch. There's less than a foot between them, and Suguru crawls over that space until she's practically in Satoru's lap, "that I used to do that song in karaoke with my friends? I know it's hard to understand the concept of friends, but I did find them once I left." Her own little dig. Granted, most of her friends were people she worked with, so she's not sure it counts. "I made it my own, in those little rooms we'd rent, and we'd all have fun with it, despite the fact that it's a shallow pop song.
"I'd put on a performance for it. Really try to wow everyone." She's tempted to lean in closer, but resists the urge for the moment, and instead breaks into the chorus of Infinity, keeping it almost as bright as the original, with an underlying gravitas in her voice that lends it more depth. It doesn't quite mesh with her personal brand, but it doesn't cut out her typical style, either. As she sings, she lowers her voice and does lean in, until she's inches from Satoru's face. Once she finishes, she leans in as though she's going to kiss Satoru, stopping half an inch from her lips. "Like so."
She pulls away, straightening up but not moving out of Satoru's lap. "Don't worry, though. I won't scandalize you with kisses."