ITP: Fireflies~*~

[fulltimedere]

[As the evening light grows dimmer, a clearing near the Green Drug Pharmacy is filling with the twinkling lights of fireflies. Off to the side, a young lady sits at a table. Laying on the table are a series of bug-catching nets and jars. There is also a freshly baked tray of cookies next to her, along with a sign reading: CATCH 5 FIREFLIES AND GET

Comments

[autovajin]

Seriously?

[autovajin]

Stop that!

[fulltimedere]

Sorry.

[autovajin]

Yeah, right!

[fulltimedere]

I am!

[autovajin]

. . .

[fulltimedere]

I'm not sure what I did but I'm sorry.

[autovajin]

There's that look again.

[fulltimedere]

What look? You never showed me.

[autovajin]

It's on your face. Go look in a mirror!

[fulltimedere]

I don't have a mirror and I need to stay at the table.

[autovajin]

Che.

[fulltimedere]

Hm?

[autovajin]

What?

[fulltimedere]

You were staring.

[autovajin]

I'm waiting for you to quit the act.