Lazy Meet Lazy [Kosovo]

Anzu Oshiro could almost cry as she trudged to the lunch room for a bite to eat, both mind and body spent from the day spent at school, and sadly she still had a couple more hours to go before she could go home. As she continued down the bustling hall, she began to think back on how the day had begun. It to be frank, she should had known just by waking up that today was not going to be her best day, albeit it would not be her worse day either. Anyhow, the day had started with her waking up later then her care taker had expected, though when her care taker expected a lethargic individual would get up was beyond her. After the rude awakening, courtesy of Seika, the woman went on to speeding up the process of getting ready for the first day of school.

Half prepared oatmeal for breakfast didn’t really help the cause, nor the fact that Seika spent a long time getting her in clothes as well as doing her hair, leaving no time to eat a decent meal. And when Seika had deemed her ready, she was sent off to school, the woman rushing out the door so that she may get to work. Thus Anzu had teleported herself to Karakura High along with Usa-chan, a school that boasted a variety of students who held a variety of power. Upon reaching the school, she waltzed into it, going to the office so that she may retrieve her schedule, and it was at that moment when she realized that Seika had failed to make sure there were shoes upon the doll’s feet.

Anzu, though having the power to quickly return home, put on her shoes, and come back, decided that going to retrieve her shoes was too bothersome and thus continued onwards to the office, Usa-chan hugged tightly against her chest. She had no problem getting her schedule and she also ended up with a badge, with the items in hand, she had made her way down the student ridden hallway to her homeroom. A room she would be spending a great deal of time within from this point onward. And if she could bring herself to dislike anything, she would greatly dislike the classroom with the constant chit-chattering that had only been alleviated by the arrival of the teacher.

And though she had plans of sleeping throughout the class, well she found that to be a difficult task. So she was forced to stay awake, listen, write down notes, and otherwise be a good student. And those were the events leading to her making her way to the lunch room, exhausted. She entered the room, stood in line to grab food, and dragged herself to the quietest corner within the room. Without taking note of who else had decided to take that table, if anyone was there, she shoved her tray to the side and laid on head on the table, sighing loudly. “I wanna go home,” she moaned, or whined, whatever one decided to take it as.

And due to being tired beyond belief, Anzu Oshiro began to doze off. Albeit her nap would be disturbed.

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