[The rifling has stopped. She is leveling him with a stare that could cleave even the most bloated ego in two.]
...Well, at l-least you're aware of it.
[Best feature, sure. It had nothing on the impeccable texture of Byakuya-sama's coiffure. How many times had she dreamed of slipping her fingers through those golden tresses, to brush them away from his noble brow. Lean in close, lips quivering, hearts beating as one....
Wait where was she? Shoulder pads yes, shoulder pads.]
Are you k-kidding me? If I put this on I'd look like a triangle! [Perhaps an exaggeration, but she is rather petite in all dimensions. It's a style best left to bolder frames and bigger hips. Fukawa scoffs and shoves it back in.]
Of course this all looks normal to you. Stuff like this is way out of fashion. N-no one would be caught dead in it back home!
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[The rifling has stopped. She is leveling him with a stare that could cleave even the most bloated ego in two.]
...Well, at l-least you're aware of it.
[Best feature, sure. It had nothing on the impeccable texture of Byakuya-sama's coiffure. How many times had she dreamed of slipping her fingers through those golden tresses, to brush them away from his noble brow. Lean in close, lips quivering, hearts beating as one....
Wait where was she? Shoulder pads yes, shoulder pads.]
Are you k-kidding me? If I put this on I'd look like a triangle! [Perhaps an exaggeration, but she is rather petite in all dimensions. It's a style best left to bolder frames and bigger hips. Fukawa scoffs and shoves it back in.]
Of course this all looks normal to you. Stuff like this is way out of fashion. N-no one would be caught dead in it back home!