[She hurries in, tugging him along by the hand. While she's mostly poised, her fingers squeeze his in giddy, childish excitement as they're ushered into a booth. She has to let go then, to sit, but they each get a menu and she begins pouring over it, fascinated.]
More than the other restaurant I took you to, huh?
[though he had garbled some protest as she dragged him inside, he doesn't actually mind it. he's relaxing in his booth, sinking into some American 1950's style theme they have going on. checkered floors and red upholstery is the main component, now that they're inside.
he's more interested in watching her than his own menu -- his chin in his hand as he watches her go over each and every pie, cake, tart, and other dessert offered with increasing excitement.]
The portions should be smaller here, compared to the banana pile you devoured.
Oh, yeah, they're cute. Those heels have to suck to work in. [he says it like someone might be commenting about the weather. no flirting, no staring for longer than necessary. he's turning back to face Hakuno.] You have a thing for red, huh?
[but 2/3 of them were very red. and he pretty much butts heads something fierce with all three, too. so they're like one pain in the ass entity.
more important is Hakuno saying she would dress up for him? Robin prefers green on himself but there's red beginning to stain his cheeks at the implications of that.]
No, wear whatever you want. Not what I think is cute...
[he hides half of his face behind his hand and places his attention on the water in his glass.
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[She hurries in, tugging him along by the hand. While she's mostly poised, her fingers squeeze his in giddy, childish excitement as they're ushered into a booth. She has to let go then, to sit, but they each get a menu and she begins pouring over it, fascinated.]
There's so much...
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[though he had garbled some protest as she dragged him inside, he doesn't actually mind it. he's relaxing in his booth, sinking into some American 1950's style theme they have going on. checkered floors and red upholstery is the main component, now that they're inside.
he's more interested in watching her than his own menu -- his chin in his hand as he watches her go over each and every pie, cake, tart, and other dessert offered with increasing excitement.]
The portions should be smaller here, compared to the banana pile you devoured.
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[She nibbles her lower lip, brow furrowed in deep contemplation.]
Maybe... a slice of apple pie, and a custard fruit tart, and one of the chocolate options...?
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so he chuckles quietly as she lists off and mumbles about the things she wants.]
You're not gonna start coming here every day to try everything from now on, are you?
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[She's surprisingly serious about this...]
Once a week, maybe. Though, first I have to take a turn and find a place you like, too...
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then drops
turns again. what's with her and turns? he uses the hand propping up his chin and waves his hand.]
No, no. I like this place just fine, too.
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[You know, outside of the bedroom.]
There's nothing wrong with finding more enjoyable places, is there?
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You do that already...
[INSIDE THE BEDROOM.
and outside, at times.]
There isn't, no. I mean, if anything, it's probably a good thing to find places that you enjoy here to unwind and whatnot.
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[Her voice is firm, but the budding argument is killed in the cradle as a waitress swoops in to take her order.]
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he had a feeling she would say that and he doesn't want to get into it.]
I'll have a slice of apple pie, custard cherry tart, and mmm... this triple chocolate cheesecake.
[he stole most of her order.
but he is Robin Hood.]
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Now robin won't get to pawn off his food on her under the premise of "sharing".]
Thanks so much.
[She's always nice to the serving staff, and this one seems to appreciate it, as she swans off to the next table.]
The uniforms here are pretty cute, huh?
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he looks at her flatly and nearly flags the waitress down to change his order, but he's lazy.
besides, a bit of apple pie sounds good, too.]
Didn't notice.
[but now he looks a little more closely.]
Oh, yeah, they're cute. Those heels have to suck to work in. [he says it like someone might be commenting about the weather. no flirting, no staring for longer than necessary. he's turning back to face Hakuno.] You have a thing for red, huh?
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[She tilts her head in confusion.]
I wear it about as much as green or blue, or even pink.
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it's been a while now.]
Nevermind. Well, if you wore it, I'm sure you'd look cute in it as well.
[real casual-like. he picks up the complimentary water to take a sip.]
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Yeah? I think I've got a nice dress at home somewhere in red. I'll wear it next time we do something like this.
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more important is Hakuno saying she would dress up for him? Robin prefers green on himself but there's red beginning to stain his cheeks at the implications of that.]
No, wear whatever you want. Not what I think is cute...
[he hides half of his face behind his hand and places his attention on the water in his glass.
why is she like this]
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You've got good taste, though. What's wrong with wanting to look cute?
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There's nothing wrong with it.
[it just makes him feel strangely agitated when it's for him and he doesn't LIKE THAT FEELING.]
I think you're the first person that's ever said I have good taste...
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[She shrugs.]
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Aha, I get it. You're saying that because I ordered the same thing as you.
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[She wobbles her hand from side to side.]
It's a bunch of things.
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[not that he needs the list. not that he wants it.]
Only one of those I found for myself. The other one was, uh...
[shutting up.
the hell is wrong with him?]
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[Well, well, that's an intriguing abruptness! Do share, Robin.]
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Nothing. Don't worry about it. I like sweets, too.
[banana flavored ones.]
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[She sips at her water, eying him up.]
...I have been looking for parks, too.
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i feel attacked every time you use that icon lmao
c:
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fUCK this has been sitting open and unsent for hours
asdfsf i was like GUESS SHANA HAD TO GO
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