seen from Peru
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seen from United States
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WE ARE SO BACK!!!!!!!!!!
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Reki: Wait wait wait, who else thought Langa and I were dating??
Reki: Langa put your hand down
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Reki: *regretting bringing up his aspiration to make a original skating manga around the overachieving artist*
Kauru: you cannot just use an “x” for eyes and ears and—nose!? The nose too!?
Reki: it’s so hard, okay!?
Kaoru: I don’t care how *stylised* manga gets, this is not acceptable
Langa, being helpful not-boyfriend: modern art tips
Kauru: modern—get in the van.
Langa: burgers?
Kauru: no. I’m taking you to see real art. Bring your sketch books and supplies
Reki: can we still get food?
Kauru: maybe
another year, another set of ridiculous valentines
Nervous waiter enforcing a new rule at Sia la Luce as Cherry walks in: Um, I'm sorry, Mr. Sakurayashiki. We're no longer allowing AI tech... *looks anxiously back at Joe at the bar who winks, reassuringly* in the restaurant...
Cherry breezes past, Carla in tow: That's positively ridiculous.
Nervous waiter rushes to get in front of him: I'm afraid it's a new... new policy!
Cherry tuts displeased, going straight to the source: Gorilla, what's the meaning of this?
Joe, rolling his eyes while dismissing the new aggressively sweating waiter: You heard the man, Kaoru. *Grins devilishly* new restaurant policy, really trying to prioritize our guests’ comfort and experience.
Cherry sits rebelliously at the bar, Carla propped with care: Impossible. Carla's a much better dinner guest than that woman's ugly baby. Or that old man's ear-splitting children. *points disapprovingly to Shadow crossing his arms while Reki, Langa and Miya loudly argue over whether they're sharing a bowl of spaghetti or some chicken tenders.*
Joe squints considering the spectacle: ... you may have a point.
Joe: I'm gonna push the button!
Adam: No, I'm gonna push the button!
Cherry: Guys, I dated you both, and neither of you is good at pressing or even finding "the button". After some awkward pawing around, that building is gonna fake an implosion, say, "Baby, that was great" and go to sleep.
Joe & Adam: He means you.
Joe singing at Adam's funeral: I didn't see you when I was backing up in my truUuck🎵
I am the shitty bisexual glue that holds this friend group together.
- Reki Kyan, at some point
