[ Their food arrives after he says so, each plate set down across from them. The waitress leaves with a polite bow, but Nishikiyama isn't assed to even notice. ]
[ Mine's much too focused on his answer as well, eagerness burns in his eyes. After a moment he takes fork and knife, like automated, but even then he doesn't start on his meal. ]
Alright, I'll make sure of that.
[ Everything about his invitation seems tensile. ]
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[ Mine's heart flutters. Now he understands. His earlier apprehension is entirely absent from his face. ]
Are you? I'd like it if you came over.
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[ Their food arrives after he says so, each plate set down across from them. The waitress leaves with a polite bow, but Nishikiyama isn't assed to even notice. ]
Leave tomorrow morning open too.
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Alright, I'll make sure of that.
[ Everything about his invitation seems tensile. ]
At 8 o'clock.
[ He'll be home then. ]