((Sakura's outstretched hand seems to follow him as he rushes passed, but her feet are rooted. She can only watch as he speeds away.
A pause and she listens. Her hands reach around her body and she rubs her own arms as if to comfort herself. He probably already knew; it was too hard to hide it from him after how hard it struck her.
The pause seems to last until she can't hear anything any more. She brings her feet to motion, leaving behind imprints on the old, worn out carpet as she moves towards his bedroom. Something was amiss there, she...))
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A pause and she listens. Her hands reach around her body and she rubs her own arms as if to comfort herself. He probably already knew; it was too hard to hide it from him after how hard it struck her.
The pause seems to last until she can't hear anything any more. She brings her feet to motion, leaving behind imprints on the old, worn out carpet as she moves towards his bedroom. Something was amiss there, she...))