Arcane Jungle, Part Seven

My drink's getting warm.

Across the table, Haruka's doing this thing where she pretends to stretch just to show off her chest. Nao's doing this thing where she's pretending not to notice but she's sneaking glances at those big brown cushions rapid-fire anytime she thinks Haruka's not looking.

[At least someone's having fun,] I think, watching the ice melt in my glass. Jun used to take me to places like this, back when-

"Yo, princess!" Akari's voice cuts through my thoughts. "You good? You're looking all broody and shit."

I glance up. She's got a noodle hanging from her lip. 

"I'm fine," I say automatically. "Just..."

"Thinking about that boring-ass ex of yours?"

I snort despite myself.

"He wasn't boring, he was-" I pause. "No, wait, you're right. He was really boring."

"Right?" She slurps up the noodle. "No need to waste brain power on that guy."