HINGGO! ( ` he shouts, hoping to get his friend's attention ) Why are you wearing black? ( ` cupping both of his hands around his mouth to project his voice, he leans over his booth ) I bet a kiss would make you wear a happy neon color~
{` eyes widening, he visibly hesitates and glances about in alarm when he hears the unexpected shout, but once his head turns in the appropriate direction and he spots his friend, he raises a brow and heads that way. } What do you want? {` he asks quietly once near enough, sounding amused as he slides his hands into his pockets and glances at the booth, momentarily perplexed before it dawns on him. } A kissing booth? Really? {` brows still raised, he narrows his eyes into a playful glare when his attire is questioned, though before he can formulate some sort of witty comeback he finds color rising to his cheek instead. } You want a kiss? {` staring in disbelief, he shiftily glances to the left and then to the right, before he takes one quick step forward with a mumble. } Alright… {` grabbing the boy by the front of his shirt, he tugs gently to pull him down and plants an awkward kiss to his lips, releasing him from the hold only after letting it linger for an acceptable amount of time. clearing his throat then, he looks down at himself, gesturing as he jokes dryly. } Nope, still wearing black. Oh well.
