Inez (
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writetomyheart2014-10-14 10:08 am
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[team four] random Nino/Yoko bit
I've been staring at this document for a while and nothing's come out, so here are a few sentences of that Nino/Yoko roommates pachinko baito 'verse that lives mostly in my head but sometimes in this comm. The roommate part isn't even included in this bit, but.
"Shut up."
Yoko narrows his eyes, sending warning vibes Nino's way. "You know you aren't supposed to talk like that on the floor, especially to our honored guests." He says it like a class representative at the front of the room, hands planted firmly on the lectern, looking meaningfully from one classmate to the next as he tries to preserve order.
Nino looks blankly back at him. "I'm the senpai here, you know. And this guy," he adds, jabbing his thumb in Aiba's direction, "is more like a parasite than a guest."
"Hey!" Aiba laughs out, "I bring you revenue, don't I? I get the machines spinning."
"If only you could get the gears in your head just as quickly..."
Aiba mutters affectionately under his breath as he turns back to the machine, and Yoko takes a moment to appreciate the scene before returning his attention to the sticky floor beneath his feet.
Your turn,
aleena_mokoia!
"Shut up."
Yoko narrows his eyes, sending warning vibes Nino's way. "You know you aren't supposed to talk like that on the floor, especially to our honored guests." He says it like a class representative at the front of the room, hands planted firmly on the lectern, looking meaningfully from one classmate to the next as he tries to preserve order.
Nino looks blankly back at him. "I'm the senpai here, you know. And this guy," he adds, jabbing his thumb in Aiba's direction, "is more like a parasite than a guest."
"Hey!" Aiba laughs out, "I bring you revenue, don't I? I get the machines spinning."
"If only you could get the gears in your head just as quickly..."
Aiba mutters affectionately under his breath as he turns back to the machine, and Yoko takes a moment to appreciate the scene before returning his attention to the sticky floor beneath his feet.
Your turn,

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