[what a creepy thing to say to someone you just met, Kurusu, Akira finds himself thinking. . . and he is quick to stammer out an excuse, both hands raised, palms forward]
Ah-- haha, yeah, obviously.
[obviously!! what is he thinking? maybe the atmosphere of the casino is getting to him, because he finds himself wanting to say stupid things like, it's just that there's something about you that's so nostalgic and I feel like I'm meeting a friend again after a long time apart. and those lines are never nearly as slick and suave as those bodice-ripper romance novels would make one think!1]
[he shoves those thoughts aside and shakes his head, pulling up an easy smile]
Don't mind me. Too much to drink, probably. [he had like three sips before he started floating he's perfectly sober] It's nice to meet you, Yu.
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Ah-- haha, yeah, obviously.
[obviously!! what is he thinking? maybe the atmosphere of the casino is getting to him, because he finds himself wanting to say stupid things like, it's just that there's something about you that's so nostalgic and I feel like I'm meeting a friend again after a long time apart. and those lines are never nearly as slick and suave as those bodice-ripper romance novels would make one think!1]
[he shoves those thoughts aside and shakes his head, pulling up an easy smile]
Don't mind me. Too much to drink, probably. [he had like three sips before he started floating he's perfectly sober] It's nice to meet you, Yu.