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Call Me Out...Again!
【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
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Suit yourself.
[Assuming there is a next time? Confident. He kind of admires that, in a way. Most girls don't speak to him so casually.
Then he frowns, and a trifle defensively, asks,]
...Why is that funny?
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[She's very confident. She's sure they'll be a next time! He'll see, he'll totally like hanging out with her and want to go out again.]
That's like...completely opposite of what Hajime likes. It's just funny to me. He'd always make a face when I picked one out to eat myself, or offered him a bite of it.
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[Laughtrack.wav]
He'd always want my kusamochi and trade his sakuramochi for it. I guess I just got used to it.
[Another small shrug. It's not that big a deal!]
Neither of us usually eat many sweets.
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[That's all!]
Yeah, I noticed that with him and wondered that about you. More for me then!
[She glances out the tinted window, humming a little.]
Almost there now. It's not far from the school.
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[THE Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu? Certainly not, right?
He follows her gaze out the window, noting where they are and trying to remember what's in this area. Ah, yeah, he's walked by this place before, but never stopped in.]
Did my brother like this place?
[He's just assuming this must have been one of their date spots?]
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Ghhk--!!
[She clearly wasn't expecting a question like that. What the fuck. What the fuck? Who said you could ask that question!!!]
No, of course not! Are you kidding? A guy like that could never like sweets. Why are you even asking, I mean we aren't even twins!
[Yes, he does. They both have massive sweet tooths that could easily rival one another. Natsumi just gets to enjoy hers more because it's perfectly normal for a girl to like sweets.]
He did. It wasn't his favorite or anything, but he said the food was good and didn't mind it when we went here instead of some nicer joint.
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I'm looking forward to it, [is all he says, though he's still smirking.]
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[That stupid (handsome) smirk tells her that he doesn't believe her, and she scowls dark.]
You tell anyone and you're dead, got me?
[This is a serious threat, Natsumi not acknowledging what he said at all. Not that she's ignoring him, and she's actually pretty happy to hear that, but this needs to be set straight first.]
Nobody gets to know that. Not even Hajime.
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Your wish is my command... is what I'm supposed to say, right?
[He probably wouldn't tell anyone, anyway?? There's no point and the punishment would outway any potential reward for him.]
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As long as it's "I'll keep my mouth shut" I don't care how you say it.
[She doesn't seem at ease just yet, even as the car pulls in to park.]
And don't think I didn't catch the sarcasm there. Are you swearing to keep it to yourself or not?
[She's not stupid, she knows how to get around promises and agreements very well. Saying you agree and then asking if that's what you're supposed to say is exactly that kind of thing. Because it's not actually agreeing, it's just asking if that's what she wants to hear.]
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[Once the car is parked, he opens the door and slips out before anyone can offer to open it for him. It's just... how he does it? He's not used to people opening doors for him!]
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Tch...
[She typically needs to work on her reactions to everything, and it's something she's aware of. But people don't usually ask her so directly, seemingly out of the blue. Maybe when she's getting sweets for herself but???
But that answer is enough for her. When the driver opens her door, she gets out and seems much more relaxed, leaning against the hood of it with a smile again. Waiting for him to come around to her side.]
We're gettin' a booth seat, that alright?
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He raises an eyebrow again, but shrugs.]
Sure. Why not?
[They're more comfortable than tables. He nods toward the driver.]
Will he be joining us?
[Is this a chaperoned date...]
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Good.
[She leads the way into the restaurant, the driver staying with the car. That's probably answer enough, but she replies anyway.]
Nah. He'll hang out here. I'll make enough ruckus if something happens that he'll come running.
[But it's probably okay. She's not the heir, so she's not as big of a target as her brother. The menu shows some pretty typical dishes that you'd probably find anywhere in Japan. Nothing fancy, like she said, and the whole restaurant smells like the good food that's cooking in the back. There aren't a lot of patrons, and she points out a booth seat to him.]
Let's order and go get that.
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[Though it might be kind of interesting, too? Maybe he could beat up some thugs or something.
He takes a minute to look over the menu before settling on oyakodon. It's a pretty normal thing to order, but listen... it tastes good so shut up. He'll also get some tea.]
This one, right?
[He'll just head over there and slide in.]
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Yeah!
[That's the one. As he does that, she makes her order, paying before heading over to join him. She slides into the booth opposite of him, smiling.]
If you end up wantin' seconds that's fine. I'll buy whatever.
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[She's the one who asked him on this date, so of course he assumed she was paying. And he assumed she was used to paying for Hajime's dates often enough that he shouldn't even bother offering.
He rests his chin in his hand and looks across the table at her with some curiosity.]
So what now?
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[Her grin and the tone of her voice says she's teasing. She may have been dating Hajime, but she of course paid some attention to Izuru during that time. And his brother talked about him sometimes too. She doesn't know exactly the extent of a problem he has with boring things, but she knows enough to tease him some.]
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Boring. That just exhausted his entire repertoire of practiced conversations with most of his classmates.]
I'd say I could just leave, but you already bought me something to eat.
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Aw come on, relax. I hate talking about the weather.
[Unless it's "hey the weather's nice let's go to the beach."]
You ever done any people watchin' before?
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[He pauses and frowns, trying to decide how he wants to put it.]
It seems rather invasive, though. If you pay attention, it's not hard to figure out what someone's doing or what they're thinking about. The general gist of things, I mean, not mind-reading.
My brother says I shouldn't make assumptions about other people.
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Nah nah, not like info gathering or shit like that. I mean, that can be useful sometimes, but I'm talkin' about something different. Using your imagination. Like...
[She glances out their window, because it's absolutely a window seat even if Ki forgot to mention that, and watches a few people pass by. Eventually she sees one she likes and points them out.]
Okay, see that guy in the big coat? The trench with his collar popped and shit?
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[He frowns, but follows her gaze out the window, nodding once he's spotted the person she's indicated.]
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Okay, sooo what do you think he's hiding in that coat? It's pretty warm out to be wearing something like that, and he's got it buttoned up and totally looks like he's sketch, right?
[She rests her chin in one of her hands, glancing over to him.]
Maybe it's some kinda illegal drug. Maybe he's smuggling puppies somewhere. Maybe he's some kinda alien!
[And then her free hand gestures to Izuru.]
Now it's your turn. What do you think?
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Whatever he has in his coat is mostly along the right-hand size. The hem is just a little lower. That probably means he's left-handed, since it's easier to reach into your jacket with the opposite hand.
He's also wearing a surgical mask. It's more likely that he's buttoned up his coat because he feels cold from illness.
[--What a boring answer. Is it the world that's boring, or him???]
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