[He's never had any doubt on Hana's cleverness - or her deviousness. There's no question that he admires both, even if he suspects both are equally capable of getting him into trouble.
He's not complaining.
Somehow he's not surprised when they walk into the living room to see a cake on the kotatsu, candles already lit, and the cushions piled up in one spot on the floor in front of it. The noise he makes is part embarrassed exasperation, part laughter. Heading over he sits down first and then holds up a hand for the candle before making room for her in his lap.]
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[He's never had any doubt on Hana's cleverness - or her deviousness. There's no question that he admires both, even if he suspects both are equally capable of getting him into trouble.
He's not complaining.
Somehow he's not surprised when they walk into the living room to see a cake on the kotatsu, candles already lit, and the cushions piled up in one spot on the floor in front of it. The noise he makes is part embarrassed exasperation, part laughter. Heading over he sits down first and then holds up a hand for the candle before making room for her in his lap.]
I guess we're getting your cake after all.