[ he is mortified. even his grandfather is laughing at him.
anya.
he takes the flower out of his hair and throws it inside of the car--not on the ground, at least--angrily, stomping over to the passenger's seat. he's all huffy now, slouching in his seat and folding his arms across his chest.
typical yuri, honestly.
at least grandpa's opening the back door for anya! ]
how did i miss this notif
anya.
he takes the flower out of his hair and throws it inside of the car--not on the ground, at least--angrily, stomping over to the passenger's seat. he's all huffy now, slouching in his seat and folding his arms across his chest.
typical yuri, honestly.
at least grandpa's opening the back door for anya! ]