[ By now, Rin might recognize the expression that Fuuta's wearing on his face -- it's the one that comes up when he's debating whether to bitch someone out or not, eyes narrowed and nose scrunched up with his lips poutily jutting out like he's fighting back a bitchy statement welling up in his throat like a cough.
But in the end, he lets it pass. Mitsuziru's backstory sounds believable enough that he doesn't have the grounds to say anything ... yet. Fucking annoying prettyboy. He looks so full of himself. Fuuta gives a quiet huff, then takes another sip of his drink. ]
Somewhere normal. With none of this stupid horny bullshit going on.
[ And another sip. This thing's tasty. Fuuta, oblivious to the way the slightest touch of heat is rising in his cheeks, looks back to his barmate with eyes narrowed. ]
And just so you know, I think that's stupid. If someone's gonna judge you for your sexual history. For one thing, whatever happens here is your business, not anyone else's, and for another, people who care about 'virginity' and 'purity' and all that have their priorities skewed. That's some real old-fashioned nonsense.
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But in the end, he lets it pass. Mitsuziru's backstory sounds believable enough that he doesn't have the grounds to say anything ... yet. Fucking annoying prettyboy. He looks so full of himself. Fuuta gives a quiet huff, then takes another sip of his drink. ]
Somewhere normal. With none of this stupid horny bullshit going on.
[ And another sip. This thing's tasty. Fuuta, oblivious to the way the slightest touch of heat is rising in his cheeks, looks back to his barmate with eyes narrowed. ]
And just so you know, I think that's stupid. If someone's gonna judge you for your sexual history. For one thing, whatever happens here is your business, not anyone else's, and for another, people who care about 'virginity' and 'purity' and all that have their priorities skewed. That's some real old-fashioned nonsense.