[And twenty minutes later she's pushing open the door to Yosuke's abode, a hempen tote bag strung over her shoulder, stuffed with...something. Multiple somethings. Hm.]
Hullo! Yosuke!
[Don't mind her as she heads toward the kitchen, clearly unafraid of making herself at home. Boy needs to eat, okay.]
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[And twenty minutes later she's pushing open the door to Yosuke's abode, a hempen tote bag strung over her shoulder, stuffed with...something. Multiple somethings. Hm.]
Hullo! Yosuke!
[Don't mind her as she heads toward the kitchen, clearly unafraid of making herself at home. Boy needs to eat, okay.]