When Mari's serious about it, it seems, she can be a pretty good host; by the time Dia leaves the restroom and steps out into the deluxe suite, Mari's already standing near the window, setting the green tea out by the table near the sofa. And, though the sight of Fuji-san in the distance can certainly be better, she's hoping that the fog will break a bit before sunset, and they'll at least get a good view of the horizon through the window of the balcony while they...discuss. Just for that extra romantic sort of flair...
Oooh, just thinking about it makes her spine tingle! A conversation with Dia like this feels like everything she could have wanted for...well, for years now! What's she going to say? How is she going to phrase it?! She's so wrapped up in it that she practically jolts when Dia hesitantly makes her way out of the bathroom and...
Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow. Some part of her is vaguely telling her to stop being such a useless lesbian and say something, because she's already made Dia uncomfortable enough and staring for too long flabbergasted over how radiant she is probably isn't going to help at all, but, on the other hand, Dia is in front of her, in a bathrobe, and she looks Stunning with a capital S, and she kind of sort of confessed to her today, and Dia kind of sort of accepted it--
Okay. Okay, okay. If she can just clear her throat and stop herself from swooning for two seconds and keep her cheeks from getting too red...
"I-I'm, um, I'm ready over here whenever you want to sit down and talk!"
It all comes out in one big breath, way too fast, before she bends over immediately and reaches to take a sip of the hot tea on the table; she burns her tongue a bit on it, but that's the last thing on her mind right now. Maybe it's nerves?
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Oooh, just thinking about it makes her spine tingle! A conversation with Dia like this feels like everything she could have wanted for...well, for years now! What's she going to say? How is she going to phrase it?! She's so wrapped up in it that she practically jolts when Dia hesitantly makes her way out of the bathroom and...
Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow. Some part of her is vaguely telling her to stop being such a useless lesbian and say something, because she's already made Dia uncomfortable enough and staring for too long flabbergasted over how radiant she is probably isn't going to help at all, but, on the other hand, Dia is in front of her, in a bathrobe, and she looks Stunning with a capital S, and she kind of sort of confessed to her today, and Dia kind of sort of accepted it--
Okay. Okay, okay. If she can just clear her throat and stop herself from swooning for two seconds and keep her cheeks from getting too red...
"I-I'm, um, I'm ready over here whenever you want to sit down and talk!"
It all comes out in one big breath, way too fast, before she bends over immediately and reaches to take a sip of the hot tea on the table; she burns her tongue a bit on it, but that's the last thing on her mind right now. Maybe it's nerves?