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“ This coffee is really good. ” Honestly? Probably one of the best cups the investigator had indulged in lately. Hairu wouldn’t think of herself as a coffee connoisseur, but the girl really did have a taste for the nuances in beans and their beverages.

“ Could I get another cup? Eheh, I’m never really alive until I have my second... ”

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Sleeping meme || Not accepting.18. In a ditch

    Her voice snapped him out of his rest; looking around, he gave a short laugh – that was certainly unexpected. He woozily tried to get up, doing his best to keep his balance. "I swear I don't know how I got here." He got shamefully drunk in the previous night, and he really thought he had everything under control, but to wake up like that? If he wasn't so good-humoured, even with this migrane getting to him, he'd be concerned.

    Instead, he just laughed at the situation and himself, giving Touka a big smile. "Thanks for waking me up, Touka-chan! I'm pretty sure I still got work... I think..." Iori tried to recollect his memories of the last night in vain; did he actually finish what he was supposed to? Did he even remember what the job was? He sure was trying to. Ah– yeah! He could remember he went out of the house he was staying in to do a job, bud did he go through with it? The ghoul pouted as he couldn't remember – he'd have to check. "Maybe I overdid it. That last drink was unnecessary." He told her; although it seemed like he was stating it more to himself than anything.

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     ⌠☾⌡ “Wait! Please stay.” It was only a moment before Haise had realized what he said, and a slight shade of red brushed over his cheeks. How rude, the girl had only been doing her job and handing him the coffee he’d ordered. 

     “A-Ah, I didn’t mean to say that I’m really sorry.” He muttered, slowly beginning to roll the cup between this hands, revealing his anxiety. “That was rather rude of me. I... was just thinking maybe you’d like to talk for a little bit.” Grey eyes darted down, staring down into the cup. “You see, I keep thinking that you remind me of something, or... you feel very familiar. I can’t... I haven’t quite been able to put my fingers on it, but even since the day I first came to the shop.” Well, that should be rather obvious. The day he’d come with some of his squad members only to start crying out of nowhere. “Could you stay? Please, for just a moment? I know you’re working and all...”

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「 ` ☼ &&. nonsexual acts of intimacy - select from the following for my muse to respond to♧: your muse playing with their hair

he weaves his fingers through her hair, wisps of black glazed purple, scratches her scalp a little with the tips of his fingers. he drags his fingers down, raises his hand so he can watch it fall, strand by strand, as he reaches the ends. “ touka, how is your hair so pretty? this is borderline illegal, you know. ” 

he combs it by hand, all the better for premium braiding, separates a portion and splits that into three. he peeks at her face from over her shoulder, grins wide — “ betcha didn’t know i’m the best braider in the world. i’ve won awards. try not to be too wooed. ”

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diseasx replied to your post:mun is so nice and sweet but there's like a...

she who breaks up fights between stoners is intimidating and very cool

it aint hard tbh they listen to anything, even conspiracy theories 

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