week four | dates

[marriagebroker]

Get dressed up, go on the town, this is your last week for romance!

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[fireball]

[ She sits back too, nodding, nodding. Shhhh, got it. Not sure why he needs to be so quiet about being confident — seems like kind of a contradiction? — but hey, she's not going to question it. ]

Well, cheers to that then!

[ holds up her coffee cup filled with coffee crimes to clink against his. ]

[ordimame]

[WHY]




[DOES HE FEEL]




[LIKE SHE TRULY HAS NO IDEA WHAT HE JUST SAID???]

. . . sure!

[just. lifts his coffee. clinks his mug against hers. yeah. okay. this is fine]

[fireball]

[ She knows exactly what he just said! (She does not.) But he also asked her to be quiet about it for some reason, so she will! (She actually will.) They've toasted to his confidence and her silence with their coffee, and that accomplished, she leans back to take a healthy drink. ]

Mm... might need more creamer.

[ Maybe she should have just gotten milk. ]

[ordimame]

[. . . he'll let her have this one, since the drip is so bad that it's impossible to drink without additives]

When we get back to the estate, let me make you an actual cup of coffee.

[not this sludge just pRETENDING to be coffee]

[fireball]

[ She's gone back to her pancakes now, also covered in coffee crimes. Edamura suffers alone. ]

Sure thing. [ munch munch. ] I'll have to see how it holds up compared to these!

[ The. The syrup.

Though from the way she grins at him, one might just get the sense she's egging him on, and doesn't really mean it... probably. ]