[funny. Ritsuka took the words right out of his mouth. maybe because Robin's a little speechless when he's having his clothes straightened out for him.
don't worry. they come back. just in time to protest his picture being taken. a gentle protest.]
She'd want a picture of you, not me. [while Ritsuka's busy showing off the picture of surprised, formalwear, handsome Robin his Archer takes the device out of his hands to flip the camera on him.]
Show her this compared to mine and she'd pick yours a thousand times. [he turns the phone around. slightly wet Ritsuka in his formal clothes? dabbing at his neck with a napkin? yeah, she would lose her mind.]
Maybe we shouldn't tell her you've been drinking, though.
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don't worry. they come back. just in time to protest his picture being taken. a gentle protest.]
She'd want a picture of you, not me. [while Ritsuka's busy showing off the picture of surprised, formalwear, handsome Robin his Archer takes the device out of his hands to flip the camera on him.]
Show her this compared to mine and she'd pick yours a thousand times. [he turns the phone around. slightly wet Ritsuka in his formal clothes? dabbing at his neck with a napkin? yeah, she would lose her mind.]
Maybe we shouldn't tell her you've been drinking, though.