[He feels like a kid sometimes compared to others, but it’s not like he really wants to drink in the first place. He’d rather have some hot cocoa or tea.
His face lights up once more when Oda suggests sharing the cake.]
Sure!
[Atsushi might’ve just packed a knife and two plates in the box with the cake just in case, and he slices them both one good sized piece each.]
I haven’t been to the Inkwell, but I’ve heard of it. It’s a bar, right? With literary themes?
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[He feels like a kid sometimes compared to others, but it’s not like he really wants to drink in the first place. He’d rather have some hot cocoa or tea.
His face lights up once more when Oda suggests sharing the cake.]
Sure!
[Atsushi might’ve just packed a knife and two plates in the box with the cake just in case, and he slices them both one good sized piece each.]
I haven’t been to the Inkwell, but I’ve heard of it. It’s a bar, right? With literary themes?