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guess you've got a point. *๐
( not that he's all too happy to admit it โ she happens to nab every last bit of yen during their tartarus expeditions, he's struggling out here. )
if you could grave your ol' pal junpei with, say, a chicken sandwich? he'd live!
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ใsucks . i'm trying to make sure we don't die in tartarus .
ใใ ... she gets a lot of money from tartarus . ใ
ใi can still just pay for your food anyways , 1,000 yen isn't that expensive ...
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( offering but one confident grin, complemented by a cheeky wink; like the sun, he can't ever seem to stop shining. )
aight, i got it! just wait here for me, you'll see what i've got cookin' in my head in no time~
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tofu?
( a hint of confusion colors his vocables, brows pining upward with utter curiosity โโโ that's a pretty bland food, isn't it? last he remembers, anyway. he's not wont to argue with her, opting instead to fix his cap atop his head, )
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ใ คclicking her tongue to her teeth spitefully, admitting defeat with a grumble of a reply and a crossing of her arms.
ใ คโ . . tofu. not something fried or grilled. but also not bland. โ
ใ คof course she still had to resist simple pleasantries, masking any kind of โ
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hungry as hell &. classes still aren't over; vision's blurry, head's hurtin', i won't make it to the end of the day . . .
tell everyone i loved that makoto still owes me, like, 1000 yen.
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