"Well...you might be right there, Mira-chan..." Still, Tohru had to wonder why Shinobu would even take pity on her, especially after gym. The girl sure as hell looked like she wanted to murder Tohru on the spot after their venomous encounter, and she certainly had no words after with the metal-head. Maybe it was something selfless in the girl, and of course Tohru could be too harsh in her judgment. But still, Tohru didn't feel inclined to spend money that just [i]appeared from nowhere,[/i] despite it being able to pay for lunch year-round and then some, maybe even treat Mira-chan as well like she promised. "Maybe I'll just hang onto it for a little while, see if Yakuza Queen still wants it back. If not, then I guess I'm set." A brief chuckle escaped her lips, her face slightly reddening. So who was this chick Haruka-san was catching up with? That seemed to be the subject of matter at this time.

Tohru didn't seem to care about what Haruka and this other girl were talking about, but when the girlfriend in question pointed towards her and Mira-chan, then things seemed to have gotten interesting. Likewise, Tohru paid no mind to Haruka and the chick meandering over to them, keeping her eyes forward as she fumbled her cigarette lighter in her hands, flicking it a couple of times, however her ears remained wide open to the conversation, especially when it seemed Mira-chan was getting dragged into it by the EX-girlfriend of Haruka-san. Seemed Haruka too was bothered by this woman's instant interest in Mira, the rather condescending and spiteful nature of her words, particularly of her staring at Haruka, checking her out as Tohru considered it, which no less chided her but slightly. 

Once Kira-san was out of sight, Haruka had let out what could be known as a sigh of relief and irritation all at the same. Her apology was toward Mira, but Tohru cut in rather brash, fishing through the crumpled pack of Seven Stars for a smoke...her last one. [i]Dammit...[/i] Nonchalantly, she lit the cigarette before Haruka, and even puffed a bit of smoke downwind of her while she replied, "I don't think tact is in the b*tch's dictionary really. She was about a sentence away from me shoving my fist down her throat." She took another drag, and another wisp of irritance met with Haruka's face. "So....she's like what? Your second or your third? Or maybe your first? I dunno. I don't really keep up with that kinda stuff." A bit of a snide remark, with only a more snarky attitude to boot, just casually smoking in front of who Tohru considered one of the most strict and straight-laced students at Lilium, however....she didn't seem so straight-lace at all after that encounter.

There was a bit of a commotion off in the distance, and from how it sounded, some snot nosed little brats were picking on the Gaijin. She looked like she was holding her own at first, the tall blonde, but a burning spike of anger gouged its way through Tohru's chest when she saw the snobby, preppy b*tches drown the American in juice, their rancid laughter echoing as they made a cowardly retreat. What Tohru wouldn't give to grab those three snots and show them what a real ruffian was like. Come to think of it, she still had her switchblade stuffed in her boot. [i]F*ckin' little snots! Just cause they got money from their rich daddies, they think they're bulletproof. Heh, those b*tches wouldn't last a day on the streets.[/i] Too late for her to do anything other than be consoling...... [i]They pull that sh*t again, they can guarantee they'll have my ass coming after them.[/i] "Yo Gaijin!" Once again in flawless English, she called to the blonde, a short wave to give their current location on campus. "Wanna hang?"