[He leaves it at that for a few long seconds, just sort of staring at the name he doesn't recognize at all, before it dawns on him that the first part of the reply he got back was 'they look delicious'. Is... is this anonymous person going to be sour if he retracts the offer? Will someone he's probably never met hold a grudge against him? Noooo....]
i have a lot of them so you can still take one if you want
[Both halves of the message are sent at the same time, but it takes him an absurdly long amount of time to type the second part out and send it. Awesome.]
[He'll go ahead and box up one of the cakes, still feeling a little foolish for making a mistake like this. Once that's ready, he's up and out of the house, jogging out to the address listed by this 'Aone' person.]
Miashi simply stands there, frozen to the spot and tightly clutching the box in his hands for a good, few, l o n g, seconds. This is who he was texting? Oh god, why]
H-... [He's trying to spit out a 'here', but it's not working. So, instead, he slowly and stiffly raises up the box, holding it between the two of them almost like a peace offering. Please don't... look so angry with him?]
[But 'scared' is the only way he knows how to be!!]
Y-you're... welcome.
[Hey, he got out a full sentence for once! It probably actually helps that Aone isn't being quite as horribly intimidating as he was before. Still really scary, and that memory of their first encounter is lingering in the back of his mind, but it's... not nearly the same level of sheer terror.]
[Oh my god, is this kid just like this? Or is the fear from their first encounter still so intense that he can't overcome it?? Aone frowns and looks into the box curiously before speaking again.]
That... comment feels a little out of place, actually. What with the fact that he didn't actually apologize just now or anything like that. He actually peeks back up to Aone - Ah! He was talking about the cakes, wasn't he? They're okay? Okay. That's... good.]
Y-yeah. They're - ...tasty.
[He had mentioned as much in the first message. Please enjoy them and don't make it look like you're so angry with him??]
The verdict comes as a tiny bit of a surprise. He wasn't expecting for him to say... anything, really.]
Y-yeah...! [He had eaten at least a couple of them already. Very good.] I'm, um, glad you like it. [Not like he had any hand in making them, or anything.]
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theyre really good. do you want any?
HELL YEAH
They look delicious. But I'm not sure I'd feel right taking them from you.
I think you might have texted the wrong number?
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Oh shi-!]
sorry!! wrong number
[He leaves it at that for a few long seconds, just sort of staring at the name he doesn't recognize at all, before it dawns on him that the first part of the reply he got back was 'they look delicious'. Is... is this anonymous person going to be sour if he retracts the offer? Will someone he's
probablynever met hold a grudge against him? Noooo....]i have a lot of them
so you can still take one if you want
[Both halves of the message are sent at the same time, but it takes him an absurdly long amount of time to type the second part out and send it. Awesome.]
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It's fine, really. I wouldn't want to take them from you if you were planning on sharing with friends.
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the basket doesnt run out?
i dont get why but it doesnt
so there are a lot of extra
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Really? That's interesting.
Well, if you have plenty, I certainly wouldn't mind taking some off your hands.
If you're alright with that, I mean.
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But at what cost]its fine
where can i find you?
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You can stop by any time. I'll be around all day today if you'd like.
Or I could meet you somewhere.
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im not busy right now so i can drop something off right away
if thats ok
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I'm the only one home right now, so it'll definitely be me answering the door.
See you soon, I guess.
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i will be there soon
[He'll go ahead and box up one of the cakes, still feeling a little foolish for making a mistake like this. Once that's ready, he's up and out of the house, jogging out to the address listed by this 'Aone' person.]
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And then he stares.]
..............
[His instinct is to lock on, but... but... he just keeps staring instead.]
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he fucked up.
Miashi simply stands there, frozen to the spot and tightly clutching the box in his hands for a good, few, l o n g, seconds. This is who he was texting? Oh god, why]
H-... [He's trying to spit out a 'here', but it's not working. So, instead, he slowly and stiffly raises up the box, holding it between the two of them almost like a peace offering. Please don't... look so angry with him?]
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Seeing the box, he reaches out and takes it, bowing low in response.]
Thanks.
[PLEASE DON'T BE SCARED, SMALL BIRB.]
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Y-you're... welcome.
[Hey, he got out a full sentence for once! It probably actually helps that Aone isn't being quite as horribly intimidating as he was before. Still really scary, and that memory of their first encounter is lingering in the back of his mind, but it's... not nearly the same level of sheer terror.]
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'sokay.
[You don't have to be scared, friend, oh my god.]
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That... comment feels a little out of place, actually. What with the fact that he didn't actually apologize just now or anything like that. He actually peeks back up to Aone - Ah! He was talking about the cakes, wasn't he? They're okay? Okay. That's... good.]
Y-yeah. They're - ...tasty.
[He had mentioned as much in the first message. Please enjoy them and don't make it look like you're so angry with him??]
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And his brows go up!]
...!! Good!
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The verdict comes as a tiny bit of a surprise. He wasn't expecting for him to say... anything, really.]
Y-yeah...! [He had eaten at least a couple of them already. Very good.] I'm, um, glad you like it. [Not like he had any hand in making them, or anything.]
I can - go now. [And let this guy eat in peace.]
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And then waves a little.]
...bye?
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Progress? Well done, you two.]