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“Haha~! You shoulda heard the sound your forehead made! It was like ‘THUMP!’“ Futaba laughed.

“But, ahhh, maybe we should put ice on that. You’re kinda pale Inari, ya got a thick, red line going across your forehead~” she snorted.

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The Paint store [closed rp]

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“sorry, bad habit of mine” Minato spoke for the smoking quietly. “yes, this is the paint shop, I just moved it here” he murmurs “I can make you many colours and shades if you need a certain colour, I got brushes, canvas, anything any artist needs” he smiles softly.

“so how could I help” he murmurs calmly as his nametag read Minato. It felt like Minato could had some form of persona.

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Tasty Memories [Closed]

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♔ “ me ? well — i’ll admit that it is certainly a challenge to balance filling my passions and filling my stomach … a true predicament , really . “

Sumire had only heard Ryuji mention Yusuke’s food shortages. She had hoped it wasn’t true, and hearing him confirm it for himself only made her worry even more regarding his situation. Her eyes trailed to the side as she wondered how she could help him. Her eyes widened and made its way back to him.

“I remember a place Ryuji-Senpai mentioned that had delicious food! If I can recall correctly, it was a place where you cooked the food yourself. It was called... Tsukishima, the Monjayaki shop! If you’re free right now, we could head straight there. It’ll be my treat so you wouldn’t have to worry about expenses.” She said with a hint of excitement behind her tone. She wanted to be useful to her new group of friends in any way she could, but this was also an ample opportunity to get to know her new friend.

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@fcxtrct sent - “What am I supposed to say?” ( Question Starters - Accepting! )

“I...”

He lowered his fist slowly, only just now realizing how high his voice had risen, how his breathing had quickened and how even though he couldn’t see it, he was absolutely certain that his face was about as red of a tomato from how worked up he’d gotten. He didn’t mean to go on these tangents, truly - but once you got him going about adults, he was like a runaway train chugging ahead at full speed and wavering dangerously on the tracks.

“N-Nothing...” He turned his head away, shamefully, his voice now going almost completely quiet. “...I’m sorry, I’m not the only one who’s suffered at the hands of adults. I just...never felt like I could do anything about it for so long,” He clenched his fists, now fixating on the tips of his sneakers.

“...It’s unfair,”

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