I never said anything about now, i-di-ot. But thanks for coming... it kind of helped me get over this, y'know?
[ This as in his metamorphosis into Anime Japanese. He picks himself back onto his feet, still... going to put on the sunglasses and bandana to escort his friend out. Sena save him. ]
It would be cool if we could catch up, but we're both busy—next time for sure. I can at least pack you something to snack on as you head out.
[ the fact that takumi entrusts him with this, though... this is a pretty big responsibility. having people you can call friends is a surreal thing because you can see their other sides that they don't show to anyone else.
like how sena's eyes are sparkling at the prospect of free sushi, fuck yes ]
[ Rolls. His fucking eyes. SO FAR BACK INTO HIS HEAD. Either way, he has to shield his eyes from all the bright sparkles flying out of Sena. It's endearing, but
CREEPY. He ducks behind the counter before making Sena his usual, packed into a bigger box than usual (it has seaweed salad, some assortment of tempura veggies, then someone's favorite mackerel). There's even a note on the top cover when he decides to open it. ]
[ THIS IS... QUITE A LOT, ACTUALLY doesn't takumi notice that sena only orders exactly three pieces of mackerel sushi and tea every dang time because of his diet?
but... fine. he supposes that he'll eat some of them today, then save the salad for tomorrow. bring it to his other job. he does sense takumi's thinly-veiled threat and can only throw him a rare grin as a comeback. ]
Yes, mom. I'll be going now, so bye~ ♪
[ ...he's only noticed the note once he arrives home, though. huh. wonder what it says. probably a coupon for more free sushi? ]
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[ This as in his metamorphosis into Anime Japanese. He picks himself back onto his feet, still... going to put on the sunglasses and bandana to escort his friend out. Sena save him. ]
It would be cool if we could catch up, but we're both busy—next time for sure. I can at least pack you something to snack on as you head out.
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[ the fact that takumi entrusts him with this, though... this is a pretty big responsibility. having people you can call friends is a surreal thing because you can see their other sides that they don't show to anyone else.
like how sena's eyes are sparkling at the prospect of free sushi, fuck yes ]
I'll have the usual, as always. ☆
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CREEPY. He ducks behind the counter before making Sena his usual, packed into a bigger box than usual (it has seaweed salad, some assortment of tempura veggies, then someone's favorite mackerel). There's even a note on the top cover when he decides to open it. ]
Here you go. Make sure to eat all of it.
[ Or you're dead to him. ]
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but... fine. he supposes that he'll eat some of them today, then save the salad for tomorrow. bring it to his other job. he does sense takumi's thinly-veiled threat and can only throw him a rare grin as a comeback. ]
Yes, mom. I'll be going now, so bye~ ♪
[ ...he's only noticed the note once he arrives home, though. huh. wonder what it says. probably a coupon for more free sushi? ]
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