[Yuuto reaches up to brush any snow off of her head before they enter the cafe. As nice as privacy is, he doesn’t want to be best friends with a popsicle. He doesn’t expect her to be fine yet, but hearing that the tears helped is nice-
Until she asks to spend time together.
Oh right. He hasn’t told her. And doesn’t plan to.]
Yeah, I’d love to help. But it would have to be tomorrow? Or… spontaneously next week…
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Until she asks to spend time together.
Oh right. He hasn’t told her. And doesn’t plan to.]
Yeah, I’d love to help. But it would have to be tomorrow? Or… spontaneously next week…