[THAT DOESN'T MEAN HE CAN'T BE LONELY!!! Akira rolls his eyes dramatically enough for Akechi to see as the jazz club waiter finally delivers their drinks. his sardonic reply is dangling on the tip of his tongue, but he holds it until their drinks are resting on the wooden table and the poor server who doesn't deserve to be dragged into this feud is gone]
I'd believe that if we were anywhere but at your favorite haunt.
[this is a callout!! one delivered smoothly as Akira reaches for his glass]
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I'd believe that if we were anywhere but at your favorite haunt.
[this is a callout!! one delivered smoothly as Akira reaches for his glass]