No. [ He lies. Though tellingly, he sure did stiffen for a hot second, needing another moment afterward to reflexively glance down at the base of the card tower to make sure that there aren't any roaches about to skitter out of it. And it's only when those nerves have passed that Fuuta withdraws his card with a little huff, looking to Gregor with a scowl. ]
And I'm ... 21. [ Don't worry about that weird little pause. ] A uni student.
[ In case Gregor wants that reference to compare to his sister. Not that he really cares? But he's always just wary of people assuming he's a high schooler or something.
With that said, Fuuta flips his card over to read out: ] 'What were the circumstances of your first kiss?'
[ Give him a bury his face in his hand, trying to decide if answering this is worth it or not. God, he hates this place. Of fucking course there'd be questions like this in the stack. ]
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And I'm ... 21. [ Don't worry about that weird little pause. ] A uni student.
[ In case Gregor wants that reference to compare to his sister. Not that he really cares? But he's always just wary of people assuming he's a high schooler or something.
With that said, Fuuta flips his card over to read out: ] 'What were the circumstances of your first kiss?'
[ Give him a bury his face in his hand, trying to decide if answering this is worth it or not. God, he hates this place. Of fucking course there'd be questions like this in the stack. ]