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"Yo, this is Yata!
Make the message worth my time
an' I'll get back to ya!"
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UNIT № 1 0 7
"Yo, this is Yata!
Make the message worth my time
an' I'll get back to ya!"
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Yeah... sounds fine. The snowboarding too! [ a beat, followed by a soft laugh to try and make himself feel less strange. ] You'll be the only friend that calls me that.
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But, there's something in the way Yata is that tells her otherwise. ]
Mm.
[ Ah, this isn't good. Even when she already knows what to believe in, the words won't come out. ]
I'm... really dumb, I couldn't think of a nickname. Sorry.
[ ...She couldn't say it. ]
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[ He gives her side a nudge with his elbow, a brow arching curiously at her sudden shift in demeanor. She looked so happy just seconds ago at the prospect of calling him Misaki! Did she still think he'd get angry...? ]
It's fine, really! I mean, I don't think I could ever actually get mad at you, Kou-chan...
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Really?
[ She keeps repeating this over and over like an idiot, but he has to understand: even having a conversation like this with a friend is like a dream to her. She has to constantly pinch herself to check if she's still awake. ]
But you get angry a lot with everyone else. Like that one time, when you were texting Eric...
[ She's such a stalker, sorry. ]
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Ha! That's 'cause Eric is an idiot! He's always saying stuff to make me angry on purpose... [ He shrugs. ] But you're always nice to me, so... you know.
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Sorry, sorry! I'm just happy.
[ And what he said just now was cute. Izumo was right, hahaha. ]
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[ Silly princess. It wasn't enough for him to laugh, but he smiles. Just a little!! It's not like he has a lot of fun just spending time with her or anything. ]
... Hey, did you wanna try some of this? [ Their amazing soup, that is. ]
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Yeah! I bet it's great! [ no
She takes a spoonful of it and... here it comes. The moment of truth. ]
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[ Stomp, stomp, stomp. She can't believe she was lied to! ]
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What? What's wrong with it? [ Tttttries it... ]
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That's... really strong...
[ No, Yata, that's not the right word for it. ]
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[ She's not sad enough that she'd cry, but she's getting there. ]
What do I do, Misaki?
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I'm not sure we can fix it... uh, what about just making him a sandwich instead? One of those big fancy ones they make at restaurants? Can't go wrong with that!
[ By which he means just put a lot of stuff between bread to make a tall sandwich, because sandwiches always taste good no matter what. ]
... although, Mikoto-san really will eat anything... [ it's mumbled because oh god would he really be able to let Mikoto eat that without slapping it out of his hands. ]
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The amazing thing is that despite every dumb thing he's told her, she trusts him anyway. At least what he says this time makes sense. Though Kougyoku really didn't have to make Mikoto anything, Yata... ]
Oh, yeah! I can make a sandwich. I've seen Kido do it before.
[ They're not killing the king with soup. She quickly gets to work, getting a plate, a knife and a loaf of bread. ]
Misaki! [ It's Christmas Eve and she's taking all her chances.
Only she forgets what she was going to say as she gets some ham and vegetables. ]
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So he just watches her, spacing out a little until she calls his name. ]
Hm? What's up?
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[ She's not even going to look at Yata as she distracts herself with making this sandwich instead. ]
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At least before he tries to be sneaky and swipe some of the ham she brought out. ]
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That's for Mikoto! Make your own later.
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She tops it off with a slice of bread. This is what she's giving Mikoto for Christmas. A sandwich. ]
It's done.
Give it to Mikoto.
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You do it, it's your gift!
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