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"Yo! It's Yata. Leave me a message and I'll get back to ya."
Husband of Vietnam. 19 years old. Actually 20 years old but let's be honest, he's 12. More info here. Does a lot of stupid shit but is most known for riding a skateboard and yelling about HOMRA!!!
Husband of Vietnam. 19 years old. Actually 20 years old but let's be honest, he's 12. More info here. Does a lot of stupid shit but is most known for riding a skateboard and yelling about HOMRA!!!
it could have been worse
[ Look, there aren't a lot of games that involve putting clothes on.
His cheeks are still burning. ]
Yata's expectation of love could have been broken
they could have talked about love on a roof in Brooklyn
[ Things were looking up. ]
You do that, and I'll, uh... [ Shit, he's really bad at thinking ahead for this. ]
that would have been glorious
he can't think in terms of like, time and shit, Nowi... wow now he sounds like a jerk
Hah!? But, I— [ She looks so happy, oh no. ] F... fine. Where... are your clothes?
are we going to live together??
In my room!
[ Now she's running forward to grab one of his arm with both her of hers, hugging him through her apron. ]
C'mon! Let's go!!
but what is, like, living together? like what's an apartment mean?
as in his virginity NOWI STOP HE'S GONNA FAINT ]
Kh...! OKAY, OKAY, I'M COMING!
[ Wow, he didn't get a nosebleed! It's a miracle! But these thoughts plaguing him have got to stop. He does his best to ignore everything he's feeling on his arm as they make their way to her room.
Which is their room since they end up falling asleep there anyway. He asks with caution, ]
Where do we start?
seriously? do you love me?
[ Nowi cheerfully leads the way, ignorant or not paying attention. She lets go, running forward to open her closet, filled with clothes of all kinds from all the shopping trips she's made with Yata and Kobato.
She turns back, smiling, throwing her arms out in a ta-dah action. ]
look i'm not a guy who's into labels, Nowi. you knew that getting in.
[ DON'T DO THAT, NOWI, HE DOESN'T WANT TO SEE YOUR BUTT! He's noticeably shielding part of his vision with his hands, but of course, she doesn't see this when she turns back to face him. ]
So I just pick whatever looks good, right?
[ That sounds simple enough. He walks over to the closet to get a closer look at his choices. Picking is easy! He doesn't have to put anything on her since she can do it herself! Yes. ]
answer the fucking question!!
[ un/fortunately for Yata, most of her clothes are thin, revealing -- not completely sane for winter. ]
/lights another cig
Maybe we should pick something from Kobato's instead...
answer my question
[ Everywhere. ]
i can't talk about love on a roof in--I ALREADY SAID THAT, TALE!!
I got it! Remember the clothes you bought for last Halloween?
[ He regrettably remembers. ]
I can't do this, you're a waste of my time
[ BEST IDEA EVER. ]
so are we getting pizza? i don't mean to change the subject, but are we?
That's not what I was thinking! I never thought that! I just want you to put on some clothes!
why don't you get pizza with someone from work aka Inigo )<
[ what is she talking about?! ]
so what does this mean
it means fucking whatever I'm tired
lights another cig and watches the holly heights skyline
Then you... y-you want to be p...
[ OH GOD HE CAN'T HE'S NOT ]
FLOUNCES
#roofbreakup #teamnowi
[ That's a huge load off his shoulders, Nowi. Thanks. He needs to lie down for a while.
gracefully flops on the bed ]
no subject
no subject
she played with him so much, he passed out... sad. ]