[don't worry; Akira has his own set of complicated feelings, which show on his face when Yu talks about what it is the resort wants from them. he doesn't flush— not this time— but he does roll his eyes a bit, a small huff escaping from his lips]
[dumb hotel, not realizing how the human heart works. honestly!1]
Soooo I've heard. [another gentle tumble, and he slowly propels himself closer to the ceiling, until his feet touch solid sheetrock] Personally, I think mood lighting and music go a long way.
[it's way better than the other highly insistent methods he has been told about. but it's also a mild joke, because if he doesn't keep it light he'll get mad all over again]
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[dumb hotel, not realizing how the human heart works. honestly!1]
Soooo I've heard. [another gentle tumble, and he slowly propels himself closer to the ceiling, until his feet touch solid sheetrock] Personally, I think mood lighting and music go a long way.
[it's way better than the other highly insistent methods he has been told about. but it's also a mild joke, because if he doesn't keep it light he'll get mad all over again]