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it’s been real hard for me to be on this acc or even in this verse for a while bc of a particular mun. tbh i think i may leave twt in general bc the whole thing gave me sm stress and i don’t want to deal w it anymore, esp when it’s regarding roleplay which should be fun.
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it’s a good thing she’s asleep , otherwise such a bold move may have put him in the hospital !
she mumbles something after , sounding quite similar to his name .
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she should simply stop drinking so much — and then passing out wherever she happened to be .
there’s a little smile on her face , she must be having a very good dream now !
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“ i’m excited then ! ”
yor wasn’t one to always try new foods — mostly because living a double life kept her very busy.
“ is the pot ready now ? ” she says, leaning in to look at it. she doesn’t seem worried about possibly getting burnt .
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oh , right ! her husband , her totally real and very legal husband !
she smiles a bit sheepishly, waving her hand.
“ it’s okay , it wasn’t serious anyways ! ” she tries to reassure again, since she really hadn’t minded . .
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“ i’m sorry to even worry you in the first place — i’ll pay more attention when I’m talking next time ! ”
yor also makes a promise of her own , even bowing her head down.
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as much as she could try to wash it all away — her hands would always be stained red . a serious expression takes over her face , wondering how this woman knew so much about her when they just met .
was she a threat or not ?
“ is there . . something you want from me ? ”
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"I know you work at city hall . . . but I can smell the blood on you, and it isn't yours."
Makima laughed - she seemed to feel it was quite funny.
"I'm remarkably good at keeping secrets, almost as good as I am at finding them out."
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it might benefit her as well to read the recipes and instructions more thoroughly . . but one baby step at a time in the kitchen !
“ i’d love to try that sometime . ” she says with a smile. she’s never left her homeland , she had to stay to take care of her brother .
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surely she wouldn’t bleed out from a small wound like this . . but his concern did warm his heart . if only for his peace of mind , she’d agree !
“ if you’re sure you have the time , then i’ll go with you . . i don’t want to worry you so much after all . ”
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“ if you’re insisting ! ”
yor opens up her arms , she wouldn’t mind a hug ! it’s good she asked first , other wise her assassin instincts may have kicked in if she was surprised —
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A small chuckle left Kobayashi. “You need a hug or somethin’?” She asked in that same playful manner, turning herself in her chair to face Yor properly.
Kobayashi stifles a few coughs, grabbing a nearby glass of water to help deal with her dry throat.
Afterwards, she gives Yor a small, warm smile. “What’re you tearing up for?” She asked playfully.
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ah . . no matter what yor does , she somehow always causes a fire. ( 💧 )
only when she’s alone though. that’s why she had a theory the kitchen hates her . .
“ what’s your favourite thing to make ? ”
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yor is so incredibly touched by the gesture — she is even brought to tears ! she didn’t have to eat all of it , or any at all . . . this woman truly made her day !
“ you’re . . you’re welcome —! ”
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Kobayashi grabs the plate and POURS the rest down her mouth and into her gullet. It was almost like pitch-black sand that tasted of charcoal and smelled very slightly of pancakes.
Once the plate was clean, she placed it down, and cleared her throat. “Thank you for the meal.”
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raising a hand to feel her forehead — then she realizes there really was a wound . . she keeps it covered with her hand, giving a little nod .
“ oh — are you sure ? i don’t want to waste any of your time with something so small ! ”
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