them • kakegurui x female reader

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"yumeko, what the heck happened to you?"

"mm..?" yumeko murmered, rolling over in her make-shift bed.

"yumeko. get up. where have you been?" mary barked, squinting through the crack of the car window.

"mmaarrryyyyy.." jabami sighed heavily, rolling over again so she was facing away from the open window.

"i'mmmm tireddd.."

"yeah, and we're all worried sick. why did you think it was a good idea to skip school for four days?"

"this.. casino is fun, marryyy." the black-haired girl hiccuped, stretching out on her back with her eyes closed. "come with me next time! they let you stay.. forever.."

"don't tell me you were here for the entire-" mary picked up a small rock from the parking lot floor and flicked it through the window. it hit yumeko's cheek and the gambler groaned in annoyance, sitting up.

"hheyyy.. i'm sleepyyy.. don't poke me.."

"that's what you get for disappearing for four days without telling anyone! now get up, you can't be sleeping in the back of a car."

yumeko turned around, then rolled the window back up so mary couldn't see inside anymore, then flopped back over and fell asleep.

mary kicked the car door. "yumeko jabami! you will open this door!"

"gooodnightttt!" was the only response she got, and then a gentle humming sound of the gambler drifting back off.

"no! get up! it's already nine thirty!" the blonde protested, but she heard no further agreement nor protest.

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"is mary going to be late?" you question, and itsuki shrugs, letting you into her house.

it was a large three-story building, and itsuki said her room was somewhere near the top, so you follow as she hurries to the stairs.

she's still in pajamas and she confessed that she can't pick and outfit for today, and she has decided before you could say anything that you should pick something out for her.

"you have a walk-in closet? you know what- nevermind. let's see what we're working with."

you fling the door open, your eyes scanning around.

"that's a lot of pastel green." you observe, glancing around. apparently sumeragi's casual clothing was mostly pastel greens, light browns, and a lot of white. occasionally some black jacket or bright pink socks would interrupt the otherwise neutral color pallet, but other than that and the red white & gray section of the school uniform, it was mostly the same.

"great, so i like the color green. pick something!"

"alright, alright- pushy."

itsuki growls, pointing at the closet for emphasis.

"help. me. we only have three hours."

"you're putting emphasis on three hours but that's like- a lot of time."

"no it isn't! pick something!"

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"oh my god, what happened here? damn, i should have realized no one works without me." mary sighed, entering itsuki's bedroom, dragging yumeko inside by her wrist.

random pieces of clothing were scattered all over the floor and itsuki put things on and then took them off, and, just for fun, you had tried on some of her clothes too.