week 3 | graveyard | maya

[speckling]

[ let's say madara whisked her away to some other part of the hotel that's not sad or salty? or both? okay somewhere private and quiet, that's the important part. he's really happy anyways, no more rooster crowing from him. ]

First off, am I keeping you from anything important? Second, how have you been? Third...

[ he gets down on his hands and knees. you know, the really traditional way where your forehead touches your hands. ]

I'm really, really sorry!

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[speckling]

[ madara lowers their hands without letting go, taking a step to reduce whatever distance is between them. all so he can lean forward and down a little so their foreheads touch. ]

When the new location in Shibuya is good for it, I'll call out for you again and take you out for something nice. Okay?

[ he actually says that quietly because of the proximity. ]

[feytality]

Sorry, I can't tell you that, Madara. But --- I'll let them know you're rooting for them. So, if they end up here.... at least they'll have one friend.

[ gosh, he's going to have to lean really far down to make their foreheads touch, she's short af. maya blinks at the proximity, because she's a loser who's never been on a date before on her life and also has no idea what he's doing.]

Um.... sure? We can hang out.

[ that's what he want, right, she's an oblivious dummy. ]

[speckling]

[ leaning down considerably is fine! it might even be bowing at this point but he's definitely do it for her! also the obliviousness is fine too. he's actually chill and not thirsty? ]

That's good enough! Thank you for telling them in my stead.

[ ...close enough? maya you pure higher-level reaper person. sipp you menace. ]

Okay! I'll hope for a good burger place in the future.