[sunny doesn't look back at the boy, because she doesn't need to. she's never really caught his name before, but she's seen his face — on a billboard, or promoting a new fashion line on tv, or singing and dancing on some kid's phone screen. he's a star, you get to know them without trying.
so, instead of looking back, she looks up. akira's face is unreadable, and, maybe, that in itself says something.]
Huh? [she blinks, slowly registering his question, the gears in her head still turning. ren, the guy had said with conviction, with familiarity. the name rings a bell, but distantly. she's heard it in the past, she just can't pinpoint where.] Oh! Takoyaki? Yeah, sure. If you pay for it, I can grab drinks, if you want?
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so, instead of looking back, she looks up. akira's face is unreadable, and, maybe, that in itself says something.]
Huh? [she blinks, slowly registering his question, the gears in her head still turning. ren, the guy had said with conviction, with familiarity. the name rings a bell, but distantly. she's heard it in the past, she just can't pinpoint where.] Oh! Takoyaki? Yeah, sure. If you pay for it, I can grab drinks, if you want?