[ is she for real? no, is tonight even real, or is itaru dreaming this all up only to wake up in the middle of the night with one of his videogames still running in the background? because it's as if he keeps jumping from one mini-event to another with little to no breaks in between, and somehow he keeps hitting the right answers without consulting an guide.
well, maybe he's just that lucky. ]
Ahh. 𝅘𝅥𝅮
[ he eats it off her fingers, licking his lips again (and resisting the mighty urge to lick off the chocolate off her fingers too because - gross, and he doesn't want iris to get the wrong idea). ] Mm, it really does taste better with chocolate. You should give it a try --
[ he pulls away, his gaze landing at the brown stain on her blouse. uh oh. ]
Shit, your blouse... Hang on. [ just gonna get up and disappear into his room, and coming out from it with a baggy pink shirt and shorts that should prooobably fit her just fine? ] Here you go. LMK if you wanna wear something else?
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well, maybe he's just that lucky. ]
Ahh. 𝅘𝅥𝅮
[ he eats it off her fingers, licking his lips again (and resisting the mighty urge to lick off the chocolate off her fingers too because - gross, and he doesn't want iris to get the wrong idea). ] Mm, it really does taste better with chocolate. You should give it a try --
[ he pulls away, his gaze landing at the brown stain on her blouse. uh oh. ]
Shit, your blouse... Hang on. [ just gonna get up and disappear into his room, and coming out from it with a baggy pink shirt and shorts that should prooobably fit her just fine? ] Here you go. LMK if you wanna wear something else?