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Oops.
Not sorry anon.
I’m s o r r y
I’m so
difficult
Sᴀʏ Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ || Kᴇɴsᴇɪ ﹠ Mᴀsʜɪʀᴏ
Unable to come up with a response, Mashiro just shrugged her shoulders.
“I don’t know! Don’t ya ever get bored with eating the same thing all the time?”
Granted, they didn’t visit the ice cream parlor nearly as much as she would have hoped, the woman still made an effort to try something new whenever she came over.
“Uhh…” She hesitated, realizing she was probably being a little bit of a hypocrite if she didn’t take a sip of the other’s coffee. She’d tried it once and decided she’d never have it again… unless it was mixed with plenty of sugar and creamer.
“I mean, I guess…”
Making a face as she took the mug into her hands, she took a sip and scrunched up her nose in disgust.
“Bleh!… How do you drink it black like that?”
––––––– ✖ A genuine smile actually shot onto Kensei’s lips in sight of observing the woman’s dislike of his coffee. A rare sight, indeed. In reality the Captain had a pretty well off idea that Mashiro would find the beverage to be rather foul, but he didn’t want to miss an opportunity like this to get back at her for all of the crap she puts him through on a day to day basis.
The man’s hand reached out and took the mug right back. His lips touched the rim of the glass. Taking a rather decent amount of coffee down into his throat.
“Don’t know why you’re so disgusted.” “It’s good. Expand your taste buds.”
This still had the lingering fact that Kensei rarely strayed away from his usual choices, so then he want ahead and asked Mashiro what SHE would suggest then.
I’ll regret this… sure my wallet will to. And stomach… and teeth.
Almost everything she began rattling off continued loads of sugar.
“Are you trying to KILL me?!”
At Kensei’s request, she began ticking off the various sickeningly sweet concoctions he could order from the menu or off what she dubbed the ultra secret special menu, which was just another way of saying she made it up and the cooks indulged her creativity.
“It’s not gonna kill you!” She responded as Kensei interrupted her.
“Maybe you’re the one who should expand their taste buds!”
Mashiro stuck her tongue out at the man. If he hadn’t died by the sword yet, an overdose of sugar surely wouldn’t bring about his demise.
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Car Tripping--- Mashiro&Shūhei
Her correction of his correction would not go unnoticed, nor would it be the last time they had that interaction. But Shūhei was more concerned about her dismissal of his style, frowning at the insult.
“Sleeves are for suckers. When you have guns like Muguruma-san, or these babies, you don’t need sleeves.”
He watched her removed her shoes, deciding that he couldn’t argue with bare feet. The ravenette would rather the green haired monster was as relaxed as possible, for an easier car ride.
Her mention of the trees had him smiling again, scanning their view as the car came around a bend. The deciduous trees that surrounded them now stretched out, blanketing the mountainsides that the road carved through. It was a sea of dark green, but soon their would be colour.
“That’s what I’ve heard. Reds and oranges and yellows… these are nice for the snow and all, but the fall really sucks around here.”
With an amused grin, she watched him flex his biceps, but said nothing more on the subject because she was more than certain she could hand his ass to him.
The trees that surrounded them definitely looked nice covered in snow, but they only ever stayed that same shade of dark green. It would be nice to see the reds and oranges that were so often associated with Autumn.
She sighed and slumped further into her seat. She just wanted to get there already. How much longer would she have to sit in this stupid car? Fallen leaves were for jumping all over and playing in, right? That’s what she wanted to do.
Now that she was closer to the floor of the car, she could reach her backpack. After rummaging through it, she pulled out her camera and rolled down the window to take a picture of the scenery they were leaving behind.
“How much longer til we get there?” She asked as she turned the camera towards Shuhei and snapped a picture of him.
felt like drawing them because i was so happy mashiro finally showed upppppppppp :’)
i just hope we’ll see just a bit more of them in 540 T^T
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I will not be CONTROLLED.
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Kensei: *Loses sight of Mashiro in the crowd*
Kensei: This calls for drastic measures
Kensei: *cups his hands to use as a megaphone* Bodysuits ARE TACKY AND UGLY
Mashiro: *from across the room* What the FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY? SOMEONE HOLD MY SCARF-
Kensei: There she fucking is.
She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. She walked with the Universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings
smol punching hero girl
––––––– ✖ THE man’s eye twitched. Irritation rising to a full level.
“If you listened to me the FIRST time, I wouldn’t have to nag!!”
Truth.
This was like talking to a wall though. Nothing would change. Kensei knew that.
He sighed.
“I swear… it’s you sole mission to constantly piss me off.”
Mashiro rolled her eyes, mimicking the man’s speech with her hand, effectively mocking him as she continued to scribble.
“I get it done eventually don’t I?” She retaliated as she turned in her seat, cheeks puffed up in her own version of displayed aggravation.
“I swear it’s your sole mission to make working here a total drag!”
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