Yeah, no kidding. [ ichiro holds a hand up over her head; it's playful, teasing at their huge height difference. sen, you're like smaller than kuukou.
he reaches into the rack, then pauses. somewhere, deep in the recesses of his head, a little voice that sounds like nemu aohitsugi tells him not to just assume a girl's sizes... so he picks his hands up and holds them up, like he's surrendering. ] I'mma let you look first. I'll hang out and find, uh. Do you need anything else to match it?
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he reaches into the rack, then pauses. somewhere, deep in the recesses of his head, a little voice that sounds like nemu aohitsugi tells him not to just assume a girl's sizes... so he picks his hands up and holds them up, like he's surrendering. ] I'mma let you look first. I'll hang out and find, uh. Do you need anything else to match it?
[ please don't make him leave. ]