@dualmotif | this is the most comical starter i’ve written for michiru ever.
it was just another evening for the thieves. sojiro was out to get something, which meant that the youngsters had the shop for themselves for at least an hour. it was thankfully quiet; only she herself, ren, itsuki, and haru were here. both the non-coffee makers had taken a seat at one of the tables while the other two were busy with coming up with a new receipt.
just when michiru was about to ask the other how he’s fairing with his band, he hears a rather sassy reply. this made the pinkette’s expression instantly change to slight worry, her eyes filled with emotions that pretty much said: “ uh oh... ”













