(HEY HEY HEY, there is no nadeshiko here no heartbreak allowed)
"Yo," he says, and presses his knuckles to hers in the most sacred of fistbumps. "You know, you're looking excited for a girl who's about to taste a whole lot of defeat."
Yes, Gentaro, because trash-talking is the height of romance. Next time, just get the flowers or something.
"What are you drinking, anyway?" He bends closer to take a peek. "The usual?"
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"Yo," he says, and presses his knuckles to hers in the most sacred of fistbumps. "You know, you're looking excited for a girl who's about to taste a whole lot of defeat."
Yes, Gentaro, because trash-talking is the height of romance. Next time, just get the flowers or something.
"What are you drinking, anyway?" He bends closer to take a peek. "The usual?"