Three Sentence SAGA

“I think this is where I’m supposed to be,” Sakura tells the dark ceiling, surrounded on all sides by her bandmates. It might have taken ten years, a traffic accident, and some under the table necromancy to achieve her dreams, but no one gets where they’re headed without hard work!

“Not when you’re on my pillow,” Saki grumbles, poking Sakura in the ribs—the obstacles to success never cease, (even when you let kiss you goodnight), it seems.