[Her shoulders droop a little at his answer, but she supposes that's okay. Shinjiro wasn't a particularly social person, after all. But at his words she brightens a little, and gives a nod.]
The closet's over this way.
[She walks over to it and opens the door, grabbing the broom and turning to hand it to her senpai.]
We'll probably need a mop as well, once we've gotten most of the pieces picked up.
[What— Fuuka, he said bring him a broom, not clean with him!!! But apparently this is what she is doing now. Give this girl an inch and she'll go a mile...]
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The closet's over this way.
[She walks over to it and opens the door, grabbing the broom and turning to hand it to her senpai.]
We'll probably need a mop as well, once we've gotten most of the pieces picked up.
[What— Fuuka, he said bring him a broom, not clean with him!!! But apparently this is what she is doing now. Give this girl an inch and she'll go a mile...]