#THANK U KENNEDY i love this project so much however i truly dont believe kanorunayachi would do this. oh well

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hiiii lyz, very very curious about "kanorunayachi 365 so fresh" :3333

hiiii kennedy :3 i wanna preface this by saying that this is kind of "they would not fucking do that" territory,,,sorry but i live to make insanely self-indulgent content

“Are you on the run from something?” the girl asks. She’s trembling in the passenger seat like she can’t quite believe that she’s here. 

Kanoka looks at her. Takes in the red staining the girl’s small fingers, the red splatters on the girl’s cream sweater. 

“Are you?” she asks in lieu of responding. 

The girl presses her lips together and looks away. 

Kanoka sighs and turns her gaze back to the road. 

Silence settles in the car. The girl looks at her fingers, then half-heartedly wipes them on the edge of her sweater. 

Kanoka has a small pack of wipes in her jacket. She pulls them out and wordlessly offers them to the girl. The girl takes them silently and starts wiping at her hands furiously, like maybe that will get rid of her sins. 

It stays silent, until the girl screams, and Kanoka sees someone fall in front of the car in the same breath. 

“No,” Kanoka says, already stopping the car, because she might be a criminal but she’s not a killer. 

She and the other girl scramble out of the car to see another girl blink dazedly up at them. 

“Are you okay?” Kanoka asks. 

“No,” the girl says. She giggles. “I wouldn’t have fallen in front of your car otherwise.” 

Kanoka looks at her first passenger of the night. She shrugs in response. 

The fallen girl giggles again. “I’m so tired,” she says, like it’s a confession, or a prayer. 

Kanoka peers into the girl’s light brown eyes. 

“You have beautiful eyes, by the way,” the girl says, while Kanoka studies her pupils. 

“Do you have a concussion?” her first passenger asks, and holds up two bloody fingers. “How many fingers am I holding up?” 

“Two,” says the girl on the ground, and then she giggles. “I’m okay, seriously, trust me.” She tries to get to her feet, falls back into Kanoka’s lap.

Kanoka’s first passenger of the night squats down to look at the girl. “Are you sure?”

The girl stills. “Maybe,” she says softly. “You know, you’re really pretty.”

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