Takahiro blushed, scratching the back of his head. Jeez, they had been dating for two weeks and he was still flustered when he was around her. "U-Uh... sure... we can listen to it together." He gulped. "Uh... go ahead and get your tea though. I'm not in a rush." He paused. "And since... y'know... it's Sunday... wanna go with me to Escapade tonight? Uh... since i'll be performing..."
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Yoro's phone buzzed. He took it out of his pocket and looked. "Oh, it's Akira." He texted her back.
Don't worry about it. Look forward to seeing you. :)
That was when Akira came in.That was some strange timing. He put his phone away. "As for my impressions, I think they look very promising. I agree about that Leo kid though. But I have LGBT friends. It doesn't bother me." He laughed. "That's assuming he's gay of course." He watched as Youhei gave Akira a drink and poured his own. "Please, no drinks in the dorm. I'll allow it just this once, but know that for future reference, I don't like alcohol in here. This is school property after all." He coughed. "Now then. Good to see you Akira. We can take a rain check on that lunch, right? I suppose we can talk in here too." His phone buzzed. He took it out of his pocket. "Jeez, who the--" His face was instantly somber. Youhei was in a unique position to see the text. It was from someone named Kimiko.
The text said "call me." Yoro put on a clearly fake smile. "Excuse me." He walked a few feet away from Youhei and Akira and turned his back to them. He pressed a few buttons and put the phone to his ear. "Yes?" His tone was very sad. "I can't call you every ten minutes Kimi." There was a pause. "Dinner? Tonight? I kind of have plans." Another pause. "B-But..." The person on the other line was obviously angry. They were yelling just loud enough for Youhei and Akira to hear, but the two couldn't make out what this person was saying. He sighed. "Fine." A pause. "Yes. I'll rent a limo." Another pause. "I can't keep spending money on you." More yelling. Yoro finally started yelling. "Fine, fine! Okay!" He paused. "Yeah. Okay. I'll see you at eight. Mhm. No. No, i'm not." There was more yelling. Yoro sighed. "I love you too. Mhm. Bye." He hung up. Yoro went back to the bar, a pained smile on his face. "Sorry about that."