˚.*ೃ⋆ᅠ𝓒𝙖𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙨

𝓡͟𝑼͟𝑳͟𝑬͟𝑺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝓑͟𝑹͟𝑶͟𝑲͟𝑬͟𝑵 .ᐟ

they will call me a villain． come，let me earn their hatred ， again and forever．

Is there a kind of favor that is lemon? ( she asked with a look of wonder. something sour would be interesting, especially with sweetness. a combination of illegal flavor! ) Or am I mistaken? ( there was a tinge of disappointment in her tone. )

( time stopped. her eyes went wide, staring at their intertwined hands. ) Right. . spongy cake. ( she gave his hand a light squeeze, intrigued at how warm his touch was. it seemed that March wasn’t the only one who had the privilege to feel his hand in her own. —

That chicken wing does get offended when I tease him. ( it seems like that dread she was feeling ebbed away the more they talked. . . it was dangerous to be so charmed by him. ) Would you like to bake a cake with me? ( first date idea! Why not? )

I’d like to. I’ve seen your bedroom, imagine the games we could play. . ( her smile returned, reaching up to boop his nose. ) However, we’d have to exclude Sunday at times. That bird spoils movies as is. Can’t say he’d be any different with games. —

( Her expression softened briefly at this, glancing away herself. ) If we could, I’d have loved to try this ‘dating’ thing with you. But. . . I’m not sure if I’m able to fully commit into this human role. I’m still learning from March.

You’re charming, I’ll give you that. ( leaning forward, her grin growing wide. ) But, you’re forgetting one little thing. . . I’m not into commitment. It’s not possible with this body.

One kiss and you’re acting like I’m the one who got away. ( she went red, immediately shaking her head, hiding it. ) You must be missing March, you mean?

. . . ( pokes his stomach with the tip of her umbrella while waiting. )