[ she does a little fist pump, and oh, that little nuzzle? cute... she flushes for a second before turning back to her work. ]
Alright, let's do this! I'm gonna try and finish this all in one go, okay?
[ so uh. give her some time to work through the problems...there aren't a lot? but she's trying her best. the ones towards the end are more challenging so she needs some time to work through them, but eventually....she does finish.
and then she's going to close her book with a loud 'thud' and get out of her seat to stretch. ]
[ it's said half-heartedly, cheeks still pinker than ever, but you know what?
fuck it. he's cute, she's falling for him, and he's her boyfriend. there's still a part of her that's telling her not to move into things too fast, to be careful because her heart might get broken again but--
whatever. she's going to lean in and kiss him again. it's quick and short, but there it is. ]
I...I'm not sure. I just remember cornering him; Akira and another person, Ryuji, were there too. Along with this talking cat... yeah, don't ask.
[ that's something she still doesn't get ]
Uh...
So apparently--I was some kind of...thief...before?
[ she winces. is he going to hate her for that? ]
But it seemed like we were doing good things. Stealing hearts, metaphorically, even though I don't know what that means. But we were just trying to help.
[......................... he was totally lying, and he didn't pick Ann out of a hat for that conversation. Mako frowns for a moment, distracted by that realization, before he focuses in on what she finishes with.]
You were a thief of hearts?
[he pauses, legitimately confused, and not sure what to make of it]
And... I don't know. I think Akira knows? So I'll talk to him about it. But... I just--I don't want that to change our relationship. Since you're, well, a cop.
And...also? You're so cheesy. [ but he's getting a smile and a cuddle for that! She scoots her chair closer so she can lean on him a little. Good job Mako ]
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[ she does a little fist pump, and oh, that little nuzzle? cute... she flushes for a second before turning back to her work. ]
Alright, let's do this! I'm gonna try and finish this all in one go, okay?
[ so uh. give her some time to work through the problems...there aren't a lot? but she's trying her best. the ones towards the end are more challenging so she needs some time to work through them, but eventually....she does finish.
and then she's going to close her book with a loud 'thud' and get out of her seat to stretch. ]
Man, that took so long...
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And you were worried.
I think you've got this.
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[ and she's also going to notice something, too: ]
You know, you might not look it, but you were definitely one of those good student types, weren't you?
[ BLUNT AF ]
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... What type of student did you think I looked like?
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[ so basically a delinquent ]
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Well, maybe when I was a kid. But, it's hard to be a "bad boy" when I'm literally working for the man.
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[ really smart, actually.
ann leans in and gives him a soft, quick kiss on the cheek. ]
Thanks for helping me out.
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kisses on the lips, so he leans forward to give her a relatively chaste one on the lips.]
Thanks... and you're welcome.
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that happened. um. ann is turning ten shades pinker and she's staring at him like an idiot? ]
...Oh...
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This is one of those times. He grins a little, nothing malicious, but... look. He loves her, ok.]
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[ it's said half-heartedly, cheeks still pinker than ever, but you know what?
fuck it. he's cute, she's falling for him, and he's her boyfriend. there's still a part of her that's telling her not to move into things too fast, to be careful because her heart might get broken again but--
whatever. she's going to lean in and kiss him again. it's quick and short, but there it is. ]
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I promise, I'm not. Unless you're allergic to math, or something?
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[ best boyfriend ever. she feels so accomplished? Ann sips her tea and puts her books off to the side. ]
Hey, did I tell you? I got a memory back a while ago and I totally kicked Kamoshida's ass!
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[he rests his elbow on the table, and leans his head against his hand.]
Good, that guy was a creep. Even if I didn't find anything on him, at least he got the payback that was coming to him.
How'd you do it?
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[ that's something she still doesn't get ]
Uh...
So apparently--I was some kind of...thief...before?
[ she winces. is he going to hate her for that? ]
But it seemed like we were doing good things. Stealing hearts, metaphorically, even though I don't know what that means. But we were just trying to help.
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You know Akira?
[......................... he was totally lying, and he didn't pick Ann out of a hat for that conversation. Mako frowns for a moment, distracted by that realization, before he focuses in on what she finishes with.]
You were a thief of hearts?
[he pauses, legitimately confused, and not sure what to make of it]
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[ oh god does she need to fight akira ]
And... I don't know. I think Akira knows? So I'll talk to him about it. But... I just--I don't want that to change our relationship. Since you're, well, a cop.
I'm sorry.
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[he sighs. He's just going to let that one slide for the moment.]
Uh-- it's okay. The whole thief thing is weird, but not a dealbreaker, if that's what you're worried about?
You already kind of stole my heart.
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[ SHE HAS A FEELING ] That was totally my fault.
And...also? You're so cheesy. [ but he's getting a smile and a cuddle for that! She scoots her chair closer so she can lean on him a little. Good job Mako ]
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[well, he won't turn it down but--]
Hey, if you're done studying, we can move to the couch. It might be easier.
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[ yeah ]
Oh, sure! That's fine with me.
[ moving on over to the couch now! ]
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Cheesy or not... being a phantom thief in a past life isn't going to scare me away, you know.
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--Not like I plan on doing anything! Just, well, you get me, right?
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[he looks a little amused as he leans against her just slightly.]
And you could always find out something's changed. I've counted at least three different jobs in my memories.
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Really? ...You know, you've never really told me about your memories. Are they as crazy as mine?
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