[ Ah. All too quickly, he sees how it is, and as the realization dawns on him, a wicked, impish grin curls his lips, the kind of smile that signals danger for Sumina in particular. Gojo exchanges a glance with her first, finding endless amusement in the way that she tries to change the subject away from what he's actually been called over for, but what kind of dutiful beau would he be if he ignored her request outright?
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Soju? Grooooooss. My recommendation? Dump it out and drink a pear-flavored soda instead.
[ So helpful, as always. As his attention turns back towards Amelia, he mimics a bird's wings with his hands β yes, even the one that's around Sumina. ]
And ooooohhhh, you bet we are! Like a pair of lil' birdies soaring through spring. [ He even goes so far as to press an affectionate kiss to Sumina's hair. ] What, are you surprised?
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Soju? Grooooooss. My recommendation? Dump it out and drink a pear-flavored soda instead.
[ So helpful, as always. As his attention turns back towards Amelia, he mimics a bird's wings with his hands β yes, even the one that's around Sumina. ]
And ooooohhhh, you bet we are! Like a pair of lil' birdies soaring through spring. [ He even goes so far as to press an affectionate kiss to Sumina's hair. ] What, are you surprised?