♪♫ If I'm not back again this time tomorrow... ♪♫ His voice dips dramatically as the music hangs—only for him to wobble forward slightly and raise the mic with theatrical flair:
“...Tell Akane, Phoenix, that I did end up eating her saved up snacks back in the dungeon."
Akane blinks into view from the drone projector, arms half-crossed. “Seriously?”
"Ohhh Akane, where did you come from?"
Akane levels a look at Phoenix.
"That said, in exchange the leftovers in the fridge are fair game.”
He nods sagely, barely keeping his balance. “...Except for the pudding cup. That’s mine in death too.”
Akane groans audibly.
♪♫ Carry on, carry on… as if nothing really matters... ♪♫
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His voice dips dramatically as the music hangs—only for him to wobble forward slightly and raise the mic with theatrical flair:
“...Tell Akane, Phoenix, that I did end up eating her saved up snacks back in the dungeon."
Akane blinks into view from the drone projector, arms half-crossed. “Seriously?”
"Ohhh Akane, where did you come from?"
Akane levels a look at Phoenix.
"That said, in exchange the leftovers in the fridge are fair game.”
He nods sagely, barely keeping his balance. “...Except for the pudding cup. That’s mine in death too.”
Akane groans audibly.
♪♫ Carry on, carry on… as if nothing really matters... ♪♫