[ There's a long silence that spins out between the two of them.
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Finally: ]
Pfft! Haha. Ahahaha!
[ He's holding the fan in his hand. He spins it between his fingers, as if it were his flute, before hiding it behind his back. He'd called the man "Lan Zhan," but it seems those two people have more in common than mere superficial resemblance. They're both stoic types, of few words.
Nobody knows better than him how much fun it is to tease these types. Every stoic has a breaking point, it's just a matter of finding where to push. ]
Might I at least get the name of the gentleman who gave me such a nice kiss?
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Finally: ]
Pfft! Haha. Ahahaha!
[ He's holding the fan in his hand. He spins it between his fingers, as if it were his flute, before hiding it behind his back. He'd called the man "Lan Zhan," but it seems those two people have more in common than mere superficial resemblance. They're both stoic types, of few words.
Nobody knows better than him how much fun it is to tease these types. Every stoic has a breaking point, it's just a matter of finding where to push. ]
Might I at least get the name of the gentleman who gave me such a nice kiss?