[The feel of her foot rubbing against his leg makes his eyes half-lid as he gazes at her, feeling a fond buzz in his chest. It's a nice, warm feeling that makes his head feel a little lighter and channels his focus on her so much so that he doesn't notice the employee coming over to place their water glasses on the table until it's being slid across to him. That snaps him out of it for a moment, uttering a small thanks to them before returning his attention to her.]
I feel like I'm being held to some sort of higher standard. Now I'm nervous my surprise won't meet expectations.
[Chuckling quietly, he sips his water, not expecting food to come out to them soon. However, the waiter/employee returns immediately, serving the two of them the food they've ordered. It was made so quick, and it takes him by surprise.
He doesn't say anything to the waiter, accepting the food with a small nod, given how much the guy doesn't seem to want to talk to him anyway. He doesn't care- he's not here to talk to him or make friends, he's here for Yoimiya and a good meal.]
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I feel like I'm being held to some sort of higher standard. Now I'm nervous my surprise won't meet expectations.
[Chuckling quietly, he sips his water, not expecting food to come out to them soon. However, the waiter/employee returns immediately, serving the two of them the food they've ordered. It was made so quick, and it takes him by surprise.
He doesn't say anything to the waiter, accepting the food with a small nod, given how much the guy doesn't seem to want to talk to him anyway. He doesn't care- he's not here to talk to him or make friends, he's here for Yoimiya and a good meal.]