NekoHimeAnny

CHAPTER SIX Friends, tears and ice cream Yoruichi was lying on the couch in the living room, flipping through a fashion magazine and it seemed that the woman didn`t pay attention to it at all. She only kept turning one page after another continuously, the sound of sliding paper breaking though the silence. Occasionaly, her hand trailed to the near table for a riceball. Just as she wanted to reach for another one, the phone in the hallway suddenly rang sharply. The woman slowly averted her gaze from the riceball, shut the magazine and after a few seconds lifted her body from the couch. She didn`t even bother putting on her slippers and walk