Waku Waku Splash Time! That was the name. I don't know if this Gilgamesh has the same interest, but mine talked for hours about it, once. ...a matchmak—really? Really?
[His eyes were sparkling, she remembers fondly. It was almost cute.]
I—
[Her voice chokes out, and her vision blurs. She feels as though she's been punched in the gut, and it has nothing to do with food now. She struggles to take in an even breath, and swallows hard.]
I th-think I'd like that t-tea now, please.
[Hakuno's no stranger to tears, but she's in a strange, hypersensitive state right now, and she doesn't want to start crying on Vietnam out of the blue.]
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Waku Waku Splash Time! That was the name. I don't know if this Gilgamesh has the same interest, but mine talked for hours about it, once. ...a matchmak—really? Really?
[His eyes were sparkling, she remembers fondly. It was almost cute.]
I—
[Her voice chokes out, and her vision blurs. She feels as though she's been punched in the gut, and it has nothing to do with food now. She struggles to take in an even breath, and swallows hard.]
I th-think I'd like that t-tea now, please.
[Hakuno's no stranger to tears, but she's in a strange, hypersensitive state right now, and she doesn't want to start crying on Vietnam out of the blue.]