There once was a time, back when Ryo tried the 'go to college' route, when he thought that Mondays were the worst days of the week. It wasn't just that he almost always had to deal with hangovers-- belonging both to his friends and himself-- but also because everything seemed to be due on Mondays. As if the weekend really had enough time in it to encompass that much fucking work. (Similar yet a bit different to how Daylight was created only for the purpose of torturing those who lived with a roomie that all but burst out of bed in a disgusting fit of happiness at ass o'clock in the morning
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"Osaka-kun!" How perfect is it that the very first person to be at her door is her own personal favorite Osakan? She hops down the step and then flings herself on him with slightly more enthusiasm than she'd had with flinging open the door. "Good morning!" she burbles, letting go and beaming up at him. "I'm supposed to tell everybody that nobody is supposed to stick their fingers in my biteShe glances up and down the street and then leans close. "But if it's you or Aiba-kun or somebody like that who tries it, I promise I won't tell Yesung about it, okay?" Oh, hey! Speaking of people she would and wouldn't tell on-- "Hi, mister!" she calls, trying a cute smile on a passing man in a suit. "You want to come in to Come Again? We're open for business for the day now! New issues of the nudie magazines came today!" She looks back to Ryo. "New nudie magazines are in," she informs him, because sometimes he buys them even if she doesn't care that he reads them standing in the aisle
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Ryo gave her a tight hug in return, fingers already playing with the gap in fabric. Not telling Yesung about most of their adventures together was kind of a standard rule when it came to them hanging it; most of the shit they did together would probably pass as sexual harassment. Still, it was good to know he wouldn't get chomped in half for fondling her today because he would've done it anyway
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Ryo had tickle-y fingers! Giggling, Misono batted his hand away. "No tickling! That's in the video, you know!" But, smiling, happy, Misono laced her fingers with Ryo's, careful of the webbing. She didn't care if they did a video-don't. She didn't care if they did all of them.
But that wasn't as important as other stuff.
"Treats?" she asked, excited. MORE excited. "Monday's are awesome!" Totally were! "And the shop always needs pretty people, this is true! We're gonna do great business!" Which reminded her. "Hey, mister, would you come in if I let you put your fingers in my bite? I'm not gonna," she looked at Ryo again, solemn "totally not gonna let him, okay? Serious!" and then back to the man "but if you said 'yes' then you're the kind of person who loves my shop! So you should come in anyhow!"
Swinging Ryo's hand with her own, she turned and went back inside. The air smelled like strawberries and latex. "Magazines first or treats first?"
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But that wasn't as important as other stuff.
"Treats?" she asked, excited. MORE excited. "Monday's are awesome!" Totally were! "And the shop always needs pretty people, this is true! We're gonna do great business!" Which reminded her. "Hey, mister, would you come in if I let you put your fingers in my bite? I'm not gonna," she looked at Ryo again, solemn "totally not gonna let him, okay? Serious!" and then back to the man "but if you said 'yes' then you're the kind of person who loves my shop! So you should come in anyhow!"
Swinging Ryo's hand with her own, she turned and went back inside. The air smelled like strawberries and latex. "Magazines first or treats first?"
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