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It was yet another day at the cafe, and like clockwork, a certain group of three came in, talking about god knows what as they strolled in, ordering at the counter for whatever drink or pastry they desired that day. Rantaro had been absentmindedly looking around the cafe as he talked to both Shuichi and Kaito, not taking much into consideration, besides from the limited people there. There wasnโt too many people he recognized there, besides from Kiibo, the guy who had been working at the counter, taking their orders, possibly Kirumi in the back, you simply sitting down at one of the tables, no one too importantโ wait did he just seeโฆ???
โOh, shit,โ Rantaro said so suddenly, a not so innocent smile leaving his lips as he left the other two to fend for themselves and get their drinks as he walked his way towards you, quickly enough, sitting down in front of them. โHey, pretty thing,โ He greeted with a wave, leaning forward a little as he looked at the person in front of him. โThis seats not taken, is it?โ
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