Hmm. Well, I think this was doing a better job of watching over you while you slept than I was. [ he waves the book with his tucked into the spot itsuki apparently left off at. ]
I showed up late to the job, sorry. [ he then lifts the other hand with the lil folded notey pinched between his fingers. ] You dropped this though.
Given my relations to the word, I default to name. Imagine how annoyed people’d be if I didn’t and they were just shouting “Crow! Crow!” while I ignored them.
Everyone likes to be told nice things. [ he may have the paper. but he’ll have to be quick to avoid the quick pinch he gives one of itsuki’s fingers as he moves his hands back.
then he just rests his chin in the palms of his hand and bats his eyelids. ]
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Hmm. Well, I think this was doing a better job of watching over you while you slept than I was. [ he waves the book with his tucked into the spot itsuki apparently left off at. ]
I showed up late to the job, sorry. [ he then lifts the other hand with the lil folded notey pinched between his fingers. ] You dropped this though.
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Did you look at it?
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But I’m not blind so I can see the name on it.
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Who said it was a name? Maybe I was thinking of a shiny bird.
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Given my relations to the word, I default to name. Imagine how annoyed people’d be if I didn’t and they were just shouting “Crow! Crow!” while I ignored them.
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Sure, but it seems like a convenient way to pretend you're not listening.
[he holds his hand out for the paper, will he give y/n]
But you're right in this case. I did write your name down.
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If I didn’t want to listen to someone, I just wouldn’t.
[ nice and simple. ]
I can see that. Were you writing things about me? Only good things, I’m hoping.
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Fishing for compliments? [he wraps his fingers around the paper, maybe just quick enough to brush against Crow's hand.
he ain't that slick, and he knows it by the way he's smirking at Crow,]
I might be willing to tell you one or two things, if you ask nicely.
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Everyone likes to be told nice things. [ he may have the paper. but he’ll have to be quick to avoid the quick pinch he gives one of itsuki’s fingers as he moves his hands back.
then he just rests his chin in the palms of his hand and bats his eyelids. ]
Sure. Tell me I’m pretty.