[Ann is among the many who have been feeling under the weather, but today happens to be one where she doesn't mind the chance to be up around around— she keeps trying to convince herself that it's just a cold, that it's nothing to worry about, that there's nothing weird about the fact that almost everyone caught it all at once. So far, she's been met with minimal success on that front, but given that she's feeling well enough to be up on her feet and to actually eat something, she's decided to momentarily distract herself with some of the curry that's been left out by a 'mystery chef' around lunchtime each day this week— something she'll have to remember to thank Akira for later.
It's here that Ann finds herself on the spot as Sheryl seeks help with lyrics, and for a moment she freezes in place, dish in both hands as she looks over her shoulder just to make sure the other girl isn't talking to someone else.]
Uh—
[Improvising is not her strong suit.]
'Morest?' No, wait, that's stupid, don't use that. There's 'poorest'...
Week One
It's here that Ann finds herself on the spot as Sheryl seeks help with lyrics, and for a moment she freezes in place, dish in both hands as she looks over her shoulder just to make sure the other girl isn't talking to someone else.]
Uh—
[Improvising is not her strong suit.]
'Morest?' No, wait, that's stupid, don't use that. There's 'poorest'...