Although a little miffed about not being able to get back at me even when she threw herself at me and used force, Hanabi easily slipped into a tranquil state when she began her story.
Ah no. One sip of the root beer she picked from the vending machine miraculously calmed her down. She seemed to like it so much that she even offered me to take a sip and join her in appreciating its minty and sweet taste. But even though I never took her up on that offer, Hanabi retracted her arms holding the drink and stuck her tongue out at me before laughing triumphantly.
What a sassy goofball.
In any case, before I could even react to that, the girl pulled all stops and as if nothing happened, slipped into that tranquil state as she started narrating their story, or their family’s story; what happened and why they're living separately.