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Time to touch some grass.

There is nsfw in here. Shhh.

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I grew an inch since the last time we met at the party! CES doesn't count. We couldn't even talk to each other.

[ He laughs a bit. ]

You can order anything you want.

[ He gestures at the little machine at the side of the table which lets them order from their seat. Convenient. He even winks. ]

My treat.

[insinning]

[He will concede that point]

We both got dragged around pretty quickly there.

[Just a look, a moment of surprise, then Oria was gone, surrounded by other men and women in suits.

Just as Sinclair had followed his manager's lead. He smiles, tapping at the screen to scroll through for something he liked]

Alright. I'll take advantage then.

[Lies. But he's getting better at accepting things given to him]

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You better. I finally got to come here, so I wanna spoil you.

[ Speaking of... there's a special he wants to take advantage of. ]

What kind of cake do you like? Don't order one, by the way.

[insinning]

[Flushing a little more. He's not sure if he can get used to that.

Oh, that burger looks good. Picking that out]

Hm? Oh, I guess...chocolate?

[He is a simple boy who enjoys most cake flavours, but nothing ever goes wrong with chocolate]

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Chocolate, it is!

[ Oria orders a Chocolate cake, but with the current promotion. Hope Sinclair is in fear of what it is. ]

Have you eaten peeps before?

[insinning]

[He's in definite fear. He'll grab an interesting soda for the side]

Mm...it's been awhile

[Sugary marshmallow like cardboard? He's never been particularly fond of it]

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If you ever come across them, send them to me.

[ Yeah. He'll eat them all.

Oria orders a few more things and then puts the ordering machine aside on the table. ]

[insinning]

You...like them?

[Quietly alarmed. What special did Oria order and does it contain peeps..]

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Yeah! They're my favorite!

[ No shame in admitting it either. ]

[insinning]

[...]

But they're so...sugar-y.

[Squishy? Weird? Gross? Sinclair doesn't want them]

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I like sweets, but I don't like how most of them look.

[ So what better analogy would there be of eating little sugary chicks with glee in front of a blond guy who's always related to a hatching chick? ]

So, peeps are perfect for that.

[insinning]

Because...they're cute?

[??? ??? But the taste...]

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No, they're easy to eat.

[ Just go nom. ]

I don't really enjoy cute things very much, so I don't care about them... I know other people do though, like you.

[insinning]

[Ahahaha...]

I'm that obvious?

[Most guys don't after all. He does like cute food. But not...that]

I didn't think peeps were easy to eat though...

[It's so hard to get down because of the taste]

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More for me!

[ The waitress comes over to deliver their food! Oria gets some madeleines with tanzanian peaberry coffee. That's some of the more expensive coffee they brew here. It has hints of lemon, peach, and black tea. ]

There's nothing wrong with liking cute stuff. If anything, it makes it easier to get gifts for you.

[insinning]

When Halloween comes around, you can have them all then.

[Less guilt on Sinclair for throwing away all the boxes. For some reason people keep giving them to him??? It's very strange.

The waitress comes over with Sinclair's burger and his yuzu soda. It's nice. Not too big, which means Sinclair can eat it without getting messy.]

Mmm...[Actually, he knows Oria has a good knowledge of guns, considering his weapon skin in game, but] What do you prefer then if you don't like cute things?

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Like... in terms of materialistic things? If not, my answer is gonna be food. A nice meal.

[ Of course it would be food. ]

But if it's for a special occasion, I think it would make me happy. My dad doesn't really come home often—he sometimes sleeps in the corporate office because he's so busy.

[insinning]

You really love your family, huh...?

[He knew that, but he does like hearing when Oria shows it. It's sweet. Not going to call Oria cute aloud.

Food is always the obvious answer, but]

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Yeah. I do.

[ He bites back from saying "despite everything", but his feelings are still true. He does love his family a lot.

He looks at the plate of chocolate cake, neatly cut into a pretty slice with two small forks towards both of them, one each.

It's a couple discount.

Oria is not short on money, but he still likes to partake in things like this, so he grabs his own fork,stabs a small portion of the slice and holds it out to Sinclair. ]

Say, "ahh"~

[insinning]

Wh-[Blushing a little. It's somehow different when Oria does it, than when other people try to do this to him (or maybe it's because that's a game, Sinclair can ignore it?). He takes a bite, prim and neat, pulling back to savour it]

Oh, it's really good...

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Right? This cafe is more known for their cakes and coffee. All the other things are good too, but those two are top notch. It also happened to be not so far from your place, so it was a big bonus.

[ He seems pretty proud of himself about that. All the stars really aligned to make this work. ]

Now feed me! Ah~

[insinning]

Mm...I didn't realise something this good was so close.

[How is Oria able to do this with a straight face. Blushing, but he gamely picks up his fork to feed Oria]

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[ Oria leans in to eat the cake. Delicious chocolate cake. Yummy. It's Oria's turn to feed Sinclair, so he holds out a piece of cake to him... and if Sinclair goes for it, Oria will keep inching it away from him whenever he tries to take a bite. ]

[insinning]

[Leaning in and--

?

???

Hopefully no one is looking their way twice because this is a little embarrassing to begin with but now]

Hey--[pouting] That's mean.

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[ Oria has a fond smile on his face instead of laughing as usual and feeds Sinclair for real this time. ]

But you like it.

[ Sinclair keeps saying that he's mean, but doesn't do anything about it— ]