[ Have a kiss on your forehead, Hikaru. And a gentle squeeze on the knee. ]
That, Mr. Shinta-- [ have a Look; an encouraging one ] --is entirely up to the two of you.
[ Lighting up her own stick now, breathing in and exhaling with closed eyes and a happy sigh.
Cracking one open at you now. ] He is very, very cute, you know. But then again, you always did have excellent taste. [ And not giving you any more time to brood over that ( because she knows that you probably will, ) patting your knee and standing up, with all fluid grace that she's kept all these years. ] Come on. I have ramen inside, I think. [ She totally does. Just for the rare instance that he drops on by. ]
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That, Mr. Shinta-- [ have a Look; an encouraging one ] --is entirely up to the two of you.
[ Lighting up her own stick now, breathing in and exhaling with closed eyes and a happy sigh.
Cracking one open at you now. ] He is very, very cute, you know. But then again, you always did have excellent taste. [ And not giving you any more time to brood over that ( because she knows that you probably will, ) patting your knee and standing up, with all fluid grace that she's kept all these years. ] Come on. I have ramen inside, I think. [ She totally does. Just for the rare instance that he drops on by. ]