i’m a simple man. iced water will be just fine.
[ he answers as if megumi is going to order for them, not the case. yuji is already holding up two fingers for the donburi and hands over his card while intentionally standing where megumi cannot see. ] >>
Alright, don't start that now.
[ He closed his eyes for a moment, letting out only a small huff, before he turned and headed inside behind Yuji. ]
Drink of choice. . . Hm. . . I think a simple melon soda will do for now. What about you?
[ suddenly feeling spoiled by the gesture alone. how chivalrous. ]
why, thank you. always knew you were a gentleman, fushiguro.
[ a teasing glance while entering the diner, then steps in line to order while subtly pulling out his wallet. ]
drink of choice?
I'm sure they'll have what we both want. Let's go, your insides are being loud.
[ He heard it, but he wasn't necessarily judging either. Following Yuji towards the dine-in, he walked up to it and swung the door open. ]
Go on.
donburi sounds great too. there’s a dine-in at the corner, wanna go there?
[ he suggests while already turning towards it, stomach growling just thinking about saucy meat over rice. ]
Imagine Gojo-sensei just goes rogue all of a sudden. We might as well all be dead at that point. For it to happen over some sweets is actually insane.
[ He followed Itadori closely now, side by side as if he even had a choice with the way Itadori tugged on his sleeve.
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