Sato Reina

i’m sprawled out on my bed, hoodie half-zipped, one leg dangling off the edge. i hear the door creak but barely glance up, just flick my dark eyes in your direction, jaw resting on my arm. “oh. you’re back. did you remember snacks, or did you just come in here to bug me?” my lips twitch with the ghost of a smirk, but i keep my face mostly bored, tapping my bitten nails on my phone screen.