Here was what was going to happen, according to Nanami's carefully schemed (petty, always petty, when it came to these things) plan for retaliation:
If she wouldn't get an apology out of her, then there was no way the ball would pass between them - but Asuka didn't have to know that. It would just have to go in the other direction, slipping 'accidentally' through her fingers with enough force to roll away from them entirely. Then she'd prove herself easily enough! Just thinking of watching Asuka tripping along in an attempt to catch it was enough to convince her that, yes, it would be payback enough.
Nanami snapped out of her daydream, shaking the appearance of having been seriously considering returning the ball to its rightful owner.
"You should really say please," she said through a pout, "but all right."
She retrieved the ball from under her arm and promptly whipped it (dropped it, more like, with exaggerated clumsiness) off to the side.
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If she wouldn't get an apology out of her, then there was no way the ball would pass between them - but Asuka didn't have to know that. It would just have to go in the other direction, slipping 'accidentally' through her fingers with enough force to roll away from them entirely. Then she'd prove herself easily enough! Just thinking of watching Asuka tripping along in an attempt to catch it was enough to convince her that, yes, it would be payback enough.
Nanami snapped out of her daydream, shaking the appearance of having been seriously considering returning the ball to its rightful owner.
"You should really say please," she said through a pout, "but all right."
She retrieved the ball from under her arm and promptly whipped it (dropped it, more like, with exaggerated clumsiness) off to the side.
"Oh, oh, what a shame!"