week three | dates

[marriagebroker]

Here we go again.

You all better kiss.

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[ordimame]

[THEY WILL GET MATCHING T-SHIRTS!!!]

Right, right.

[why does a silly little improv game make him so nervous when he improvs all the time on the field? with absolutely not trouble at all, even]

Are you starting?

[enscene]

[Well...she certainly can! And the class runner senses her confidence and maybe is slightly threatened by it (Furina thinks), so of course she's volunteered to show everyone how it's done.

Only happy to oblige, she gives a little bow before approaching the group. The turn can pass to someone other than Edamura first, so he has a little time to prepare.]

Zip! [For such a short word, she somehow manages to start speaking softly and quickly lift her volume up, tagging in another participant with a flourish like the incredibly irritating theater kid she is at heart.]

[ordimame]

[. . . kind of cute, honestly. . . Edamura can't help the smile that stretches across his features as he watches her go, full of confidence and bravado for someone of such short stature. Cynthia would love her]

[the participant who captured Furina's zip passes their zap to another, matching Furina's intonation with a small, soft laugh. that participant then tosses the zop in Edamura's direction, popping their 'p' with a bit of emphasis. he nearly jumps underneath the attention]

-- zip!

[and yet, despite the startle, he moves pretty quickly, clapping his hands together and passing the word along with the ease of someone who had seen it coming! even though he definitely did not]