[Akko’s got a point. Aubrey sure as hell came out of that party feeling different about Akko than when she went in, even if it takes her a second to catch up with the entirely reasonable conclusion that they are in fact closer for it. God, but the offer of a full night? The singsong “Aubrey-chan”?]
You’re killing me again, Akko. …-chan. [She’s too giddy to sound at all annoyed, even teasingly—or to catch herself on the “again.” When was the last time Aubrey felt like an excited little kid like this? It only barely registers that Akko’s effectively proposing a date night.
[Barely. But not not at all.] Heh, do all your friends get sleepovers like that?
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[Akko’s got a point. Aubrey sure as hell came out of that party feeling different about Akko than when she went in, even if it takes her a second to catch up with the entirely reasonable conclusion that they are in fact closer for it. God, but the offer of a full night? The singsong “Aubrey-chan”?]
You’re killing me again, Akko. …-chan. [She’s too giddy to sound at all annoyed, even teasingly—or to catch herself on the “again.” When was the last time Aubrey felt like an excited little kid like this? It only barely registers that Akko’s effectively proposing a date night.
[Barely. But not not at all.] Heh, do all your friends get sleepovers like that?