[ Oooooookaaaaayyy. Takumi's here, in her house. This is fine! It's just fine! Nothing to worry about, just two friends getting together to make some decorations for the festival and wow suddenly it's really hard to breathe properly.

Maybe she'd be less nervous if they were meeting at Takumi's house. There's something about having him in her home that feels strangely intimate. She doesn't have a lot of friends to invite over, after all. And... it'll mean he's in her room, where she has her collection. She hasn't told any of the club about that yet. Just the thought of it makes her heart squeeze anxiously in her chest. ]

Oh, um...! Thank you! I--it's just me and my mother at home, so we don't really need a lot of space... of course, she's at work today so, um...

[ She trails off, not sure herself of where that was supposed to go. This atmosphere is dreadfully awkward and though she's been doing her best to stop letting those self-effacing thoughts get the better of her, it's hard not to feel like she's doing something wrong already. Get it together, Yuri! ]

W--well...! Did you manage to find all the things I asked you to buy? I'm sorry I had to spring an errand on you at the last second...