[Mikan freezes, eyes wide as she stares back at Kokichi. Those sure are some bedroom eyes. Some woman in the corner is going 'Really? Right in front of my salad dick waffle?'
Mikan's about to echo a similar sentiment reminding him that they're in public, he really shouldn't be looking at her like that, etc. and then he's...licking her face. Like that.] Eugh! [A disgusted outcry that's sort of mingled with a helpless laughter as she presses her hands against his chest in an effort to get him off without outright shoving him]
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saladdick waffle?'Mikan's about to echo a similar sentiment reminding him that they're in public, he really shouldn't be looking at her like that, etc. and then he's...licking her face. Like that.] Eugh! [A disgusted outcry that's sort of mingled with a helpless laughter as she presses her hands against his chest in an effort to get him off without outright shoving him]
Wh-what happened to napkins...!?