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Chuuya "wine mom" Nakahara ([personal profile] darkdisgrace) wrote2023-06-09 07:14 pm

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[personal profile] phoenixblessed 2023-06-12 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Why he's here is a good question, honestly. The money had been tempting, considering it's just for testing a few teas, though he's more than ready to get out of it when he finds out the actual purpose of the experiments. He's loitering in the lobby considering whether or not he actually wants to go through with it at all when a familiar voice catches his attention and he briefly cocks his head towards it before turning his attention.]

Ah, Chuuya.

[An unexpected friend by all accounts. Not to find here specifically, but overall... he and Chuuya have connected surprisingly well considering Diluc's nature. Well enough that he doesn't feel the need to lie about what he's doing there.]

I'd considered it... and I'm still considering whether or not I plan to stay.
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[personal profile] phoenixblessed 2023-06-16 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I realised, just not the extent of it.

[Look, it's good money, he was curious, and now he's kind of wishing he could sink into the floor and not have to look Chuuya in the face. He's definitely not expecting that kind of offer from the man given that they don't know each other that well.]

Are you this forward with everyone, or am I a special case? [Actually, don't answer that, he isn't sure which reply would be more embarrassing.] ... Fine. Better you than a complete stranger, which seems all too likely if I keep hanging around here like this.
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[personal profile] phoenixblessed 2023-06-20 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[People have called him interesting before. It's not always a compliment but he doesn't think Chuuya means anything bad by it. Something about the guy just... doesn't give him that impression.

But then he keeps talking, and a delicate flush of pink races across the tops of Diluc's cheekbones. He blinks, clears his throat, and ducks his head slightly as if to cover the heat he can feel on his face. It isn't that he's ignorant of his aesthetic appeal... but he doesn't often hear it so bluntly stated right in front of him.
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Let's just... see how it goes.

[How strong can the tea really be, after all? He reaches out and plucks the key from Chuuya's hand.]

I think I can trust you not to make this into something I'll regret.