ic; papa get out

[entreats]

here papa tag this

bum

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[this_chair]

It seems kind of hypocritical, that's all.

[Yep.]

[entreats]

Even if it's hypocritical.. I don't care. [ Even though she's near-sulking a little at having it pointed out that directly to her. ] I just don't want to have to lose more people. Especially not you, since..

[ .. cheeks growing a little more red.. ]

W.. well. You know.

[this_chair]

Y-Yeah, I suppose I do know.

[That silly, untouchable topic that they both knew about. YEAH.]

[entreats]

[ God, they're just embarassing as shit, sitting there and blushing about nothing at all. But it's easier than downright having to talk about all this stuff, so she actually sort of likes it. Which makes it even more dumb in the end. ]

.. You still haven't eaten much of your cake. [ SUBTLE... ]

[this_chair]

I can't help that. Besides, it's your fault anyway.

[Even more dumb. Can't even stop with the blushing thing.]

[entreats]

I-- I don't care whose fault it is, it's going to look weird if I'm the only one eating. [ Even if.. there's.. no one else there.. but Ange's embarassment isn't exactly the most rational part of her. ]

Don't make me make you.

[ Because feeding him is going to make this any better and less embarassing, Ange?! It so isn't, just so you know. ]

[this_chair]

Are you worried I think you're going to get fat?

[Wow Ange. Or more like wow Shiki for being that blatant about it.]

[entreats]

I'm not the kind of girl who's preoccupied with stuff like that. [ At least it's not really a lie.. granted, she might be more self-conscious than she lets on to, but not about this, at least. ]

[this_chair]

Then what is it?

[entreats]

[ Are you really going to make her say it, Shiki.

Are you.

Because this is really hard so you better appreciate it! She has to draw in a deep breath and look away before she manages to force it out. ]

.. I just wanted to enjoy some cake together with you. [ THE SCANDAL. ]

[this_chair]

[LEWD AS SHIT.

But, you know, the effort she put into saying that does coax Shiki into taking a bite. Even if he is still worried about maggots.]

[entreats]

[ You can never let go of anything, can you, Shiki. ]

.. So, do you like it? [ He bought it, he should know there's no maggots in it! ]

[this_chair]

After the first few crunches, it's not that bad.

[entreats]

But the point is that there's nothing weird in there. Or I just have a really bad sense of taste.

[this_chair]

That was a joke.

[entreats]

...

[ Blinking.. sorry, Shiki, but you know Ange is really bad at this and a complete loser. ]

Was it? I mean.. it didn't sound like one to me.. [ She's probably just a little embarassed she didn't get it, but she's trying to hide it. ]

[this_chair]

What am I going to do with you?

[entreats]

If you were really that dissatisfied, then you wouldn't be here.

[this_chair]

I'm not dissatisfied. I'm just in awe.

[entreats]

Of what?

[ She has an idea though. And she's not sure if she even wants to hear it.. ]

[this_chair]

Of how easily that one flew over your head.

[entreats]

You can't expect me to get it that easily. [ Except that's the normal thing to expect.. but even so, Ange semi-grumpily (or more like embarassed) shoves another piece of the cake into her mouth using her fork. ]

If you make a joke, you've got to show it in your tone.

[ Just like she.. n.. ever.. does.. ]

[this_chair]

It's not about tone. It's about when it's delivered.

[Poor Ange, stuck with this guy.]

[entreats]

What does that got to do with it?

[this_chair]

It's the reason why your jokes need some work.