You still have some left. [kuramochi says as he points at miyuki's face.]
Yeah, yeah, hold on. [now that most of the excess chocolate is off from his hair he takes of his shirt to roll it up so it won't keep dripping onto the floor before taking sawamura's t-shirt and puts it on.]
...And it ain't your house, it's that shitty landlord's.
Landlord leases houses to the tenants, y'know, so yeah, it kind of is my house.
[ that grumbling done he turns and leaves kuramochi to be a dick in the foyer! he tosses himself down on the cotton candy and chocolate couch, sighing at the ceiling. ]
Better inside than outside! Once that chocolate dries it'll be sticky, no thanks.
[ drumming his fingers on his stomach, his head tilts toward kuramochi. ] So? You're here. What are you planning on doing. [ you invited yourself over, hell if he's playing host, buddy. ]
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Yeah, yeah, hold on. [now that most of the excess chocolate is off from his hair he takes of his shirt to roll it up so it won't keep dripping onto the floor before taking sawamura's t-shirt and puts it on.]
...And it ain't your house, it's that shitty landlord's.
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Landlord leases houses to the tenants, y'know, so yeah, it kind of is my house.
[ that grumbling done he turns and leaves kuramochi to be a dick in the foyer! he tosses himself down on the cotton candy and chocolate couch, sighing at the ceiling. ]
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And with chocolate rain pouring you can't go anywhere. Man I'd hate to be suck in a place like this if I can't deal with sweets.
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[ drumming his fingers on his stomach, his head tilts toward kuramochi. ] So? You're here. What are you planning on doing. [ you invited yourself over, hell if he's playing host, buddy. ]