[ These were the sorts of Saturdays that were the best in Ichigo's opinion. Not having to worry for the whole day about anything - Rukia was on the mend in Soul Society, Ggio had decided not to stay this afternoon, and was out with Yuzu, and so that left Ichigo lounging under the Kotatsu ( Yes, it was early for one, but it's cold out, so who cares? ) reading some manga Chad loaned him, and munching medatatively on a stick of mango flavored - shut up, he likes them - Pocky.
Craning his neck to see over the edge of the table, he checked the time, and wondered if he should call Maggie again. Maybe she couldn't get a worldhop? ]
Craning his neck to see over the edge of the table, he checked the time, and wondered if he should call Maggie again. Maybe she couldn't get a worldhop? ]