[They can work there together one step at a time okay, it's fine, they'll be fine (okitagumi is never fine but this is fine!!!!)
Kashuu audibly perks up in response to the direct agreement, either way. Who knows why he's still so okay with spending time with Souji despite how disastrous their last meeting went...]
No way! It's the cute one who's supposed to get treated. [ie HIMSELF, duh.
But he'll send over a text with the address of this 24/7 pancake house, and then:]
[ kashuu's thirst for pancakes made him this way apparently.
Souji just snorts at that (rude) and hangs up like the rudeass he is!!! then he scrapes together the last few credits he has and then shuffles on out of the door to the 24/7 pancake house. He shows up looking a lot better than last time, not on the verge of having any hissy fits or breakdowns, or being followed by any weird spirits. small blessings.
He enters, looking around for Kashuu and then wrinkling his brow at the big pancake robot mascot instead. this night better not end with getting stabbed by a pancake. ]
WHAT MENTAL IMAGE DO YOU HAVE OF PURE INNOCENT ME WTF
THAT SAID, as soon as Souji enters the door, Kashuu looks up and waves from where he sits in a little tucked-away booth. He doesn't want to sit at a table, okay, he wants to lounge in comfort and stare dramatically out the window... Or make little bows out of the paper straw wrapper his milkshake came with, apparently.]
Good, you made it! I already put in an order, but you can have whatever else you want.
[Shoving a menu over to the opposite side of the table, where he's assuming Souji will park his rude ass.]
[ Souji parks his rude ass just where he's expected to park it, then picks up the cerealian ihop menu and stares at it like its wronged him in a past life or whatever. finally, he jabs at the least weird pancake item on the menu when asked and the waitress collects the menus and bustles away from the origami extraordinaire and the sketchy hobo.
Souji leaves his glass of water untouched, watching Kashuu make bows with a half-amused, half-i don't understand what you're doing but do I ever understand look. ]
I hope these pancakes are worth it.
[ because if not, then it's time for a-stabbing. ]
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WHAT THE FUCK im a superhero of course?!
Kashuu audibly perks up in response to the direct agreement, either way. Who knows why he's still so okay with spending time with Souji despite how disastrous their last meeting went...]
No way! It's the cute one who's supposed to get treated. [ie HIMSELF, duh.
But he'll send over a text with the address of this 24/7 pancake house, and then:]
Meet you there in fifteen, 'kay?
more like a superLIAR
Souji just snorts at that (rude) and hangs up like the rudeass he is!!! then he scrapes together the last few credits he has and then shuffles on out of the door to the 24/7 pancake house. He shows up looking a lot better than last time, not on the verge of having any hissy fits or breakdowns, or being followed by any weird spirits. small blessings.
He enters, looking around for Kashuu and then wrinkling his brow at the big pancake robot mascot instead. this night better not end with getting stabbed by a pancake. ]
WHAT MENTAL IMAGE DO YOU HAVE OF PURE INNOCENT ME WTF
THAT SAID, as soon as Souji enters the door, Kashuu looks up and waves from where he sits in a little tucked-away booth. He doesn't want to sit at a table, okay, he wants to lounge in comfort and stare dramatically out the window... Or make little bows out of the paper straw wrapper his milkshake came with, apparently.]
Good, you made it! I already put in an order, but you can have whatever else you want.
[Shoving a menu over to the opposite side of the table, where he's assuming Souji will park his rude ass.]
ONLY THE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH
Souji leaves his glass of water untouched, watching Kashuu make bows with a half-amused, half-i don't understand what you're doing but do I ever understand look. ]
I hope these pancakes are worth it.
[ because if not, then it's time for a-stabbing. ]
GENTLY BURIES U GOOD BYE
You're the one who came out here. If it was really that much trouble, you coulda stayed home doing nothing, right?
[He knows you, Souji... He Knows.
But after a second of somewhat stilted silence, he'll at least try to ease the atmosphere a bit, nudging his glass forward.]
...Wanna try some of my milkshake?
thanks for being gentle
Souji looks even more petulant at this, and eyes Kashuu's peace offering with Suspicion even though it's just a milkshake. ]
Is it just milk?
i do my best
Nah, it's basically blended-up ice cream. This one's strawberry flavored.
[He may have gotten it just because the cute strawberries on the glass rim and its nice pink color called out to his sense of #aesthetic...]