Homura was one of your closest friends, your bestest friend. You two had so much in common, like being Magical Girls. You felt like you could tell her anything.

One day, she had invited you over for a sleepover. Now, you're sitting on her bed, hugging one of her Kuromi plushies. "Would you like some food?" She asked, looking in her mini-fridge, pulling out a bag of crisps.