[ Ah, where has Koujaku’s brain-to-mouth filter gone? The drink’s probably washed it all down and taken his dignity with it. He’s still having some difficulty with reading the atmosphere here as he downs the rest of his glass, although he does get the vague sense that he’d just heard something utterly profound.
He tries his best to look serious, except that flush to his cheeks and that unsteady gaze is probably ruining the effect. ]
Sure, I will. [ He motions to the bartender for another glass. It’ll be another long night yet. ]
Just, y’know. Just…sometimes it ain’t that easy, y’know? Bein’ a hero. [ Being someone the guy you’re in love with always looked up to. Being put onto a pedestal of your own, because it kinda got you friendzoned and that’s just depressing all around. Or something. ]
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He tries his best to look serious, except that flush to his cheeks and that unsteady gaze is probably ruining the effect. ]
Sure, I will. [ He motions to the bartender for another glass. It’ll be another long night yet. ]
Just, y’know. Just…sometimes it ain’t that easy, y’know? Bein’ a hero. [ Being someone the guy you’re in love with always looked up to. Being put onto a pedestal of your own, because it kinda got you friendzoned and that’s just depressing all around. Or something. ]