[Unfortunately for Ashley, Fukuda canonically keeps an absolutely insane sleep schedule, so her 1AM kitchen trip is unfortunately not creeping into a dark, empty room, but walking into a (relatively dimly) lit room with one hole man sitting at a table eating some relatively misshapen onigiri while reading a book.
He looks up as she comes in, and while he smiles, there's some apprehension that's clearly been built up after several instances of freaking her the fuck out. It's been a day or three since his big hole reveal but he has no idea how she feels about it.]
nights
He looks up as she comes in, and while he smiles, there's some apprehension that's clearly been built up after several instances of freaking her the fuck out. It's been a day or three since his big hole reveal but he has no idea how she feels about it.]
Ah, good evening miss Ashley.