#cassius and saeko.

[cinnamcroll]

                ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥         "i'm not surprised he asked you out, cassius." thinking back to the countless times she'd heard about the strange man, she feared for cass' safety around him. as opposed as she was to violence, even she wasn't stupid enough to know that she'd last longer in a fight than her lover. "i apologise if i sound crude, but ... after he said 'this' and held up an assortment of peanut flavoured chocolate followed by 'and some big, juicy balls' while licking his lips, you should've known he was interested. i'm quite confused at where the notion of you having big, juicy balls came from— s-sorry, i haven't seen them. saeko told me to bring that up if i ever got the chance. i told her yours were like melons in defence, i'm still not sure why she laughed." a blush tinting her cheeks at the crude joke, ever so easily led astray by the company the couple kept. "i do think you should move areas? do ... this may be embarrassing, but would you like me to walk you home after your night shifts? i'll walk you to your door, i'd rather know you weren't pounced by a prowler."

"the packing peanuts demon was back at the scene of a crime today, and he got even worse this time around," a surefire way to stun everybody who wasn't aware of such entity, more accurately... a man in his late thirties, he supposed. "we keep telling him that there's no sustenance in those, and that he should try aaaaany kind of cheetos, at least... — he doesn't listen !! and..." oh, boy... "he had the absolute gall to ask me out !! when i said i'm not interested, he moved onto my friend ?? i think it's a good enough reason to request moving areas of interest, isn't it ??" // @cinnamcroll

[cinnamcroll]

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          ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥          “your sister might refer to me as ‘mommy’, but— she does that against my will, by the way. if i had the chance, i’d have sent her to boarding school. um, anyway— why did i need to tuck you in, short stuff? you might be a little man, but ... that doesn’t mean i’m your caregiver.” sighing out in defeat as she sat at the edge of the males bed, pushing in his sheets to confine him. “this was your sisters idea, wasn’t it? regardless, you— tried to confess your feelings for yuro and now you’re afraid— she thinks you’re in love with another man? this ... oscar, was it? boy, you might be the height of a preadolescent ... but, why am i hearing about your high school-esque problems? before you ask— yes, i’ll make you your hotdogs. you can pretend it’s osc— no, sorry. i’m taking this seriously.” stifling a laughter, a hand reached out to ruffle over his locks. “i’m not feeding you, you can go get a yuro for that; if you grew some balls and would tell her how you feel.”