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Post by Tamori Yoshi on Mar 20, 2018 23:02:50 GMT -5
After spending what had remained of the morning mingling with friends and soaking up the sun, when noontime came, those members of the Breakfast Club who were not wooing Dragons at noodle carts or off performing campus maintenance had decided to have their traditional lunch together at the beach's obligatory hotdog stand. No, it wasn't very traditional, but it was very "beach", so there it was. The hotdogs were either tofu or turkey, probably. Tamori Yoshi approached to order first, hand in hand with Asahina Momiko . Horiuchi Nadeshiko and Rodrigo Azerola were also following the first couple quite closely, while Kuni Hinata was not yet present. He presumed she was elsewhere keeping an eye out for the late arrival of Iweko Yoshinobu , who had promised to meet her later, since a morning meeting of undeteremined nature had prevented him from joining them any earlier than lunchtime. Fortunately, there were plenty of free tables and chairs around the little stand to accommodate them all, as well as any of their other friends who were also feeling in the mood for questionable meat-like food on a bun, along with good company. |
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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Mar 21, 2018 0:57:11 GMT -5
Nade dragged Rodrigo along by the hand after promising up and down to bring her mother something for lunch so she would just stop pestering the poor Merenae about everything. It left the Unicorn a bit exhausted as she plopped on a seat next to Yoshi and tossed him a wide grin.
"I guess all mothers are embarassing. Though I've never met yours Yoshi-Kun. I've heard stories about Hinatas... and any parent who would send their son off to brain damage camp is a bit odd in my book." she finishes, obviously talking about Kobushi.
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Post by Tamori Yoshi on Mar 21, 2018 5:45:53 GMT -5
"Your mother is nice, Nade-chan," Yoshi reassures her, his face falling a bit as he thinks of his own. However, before he can tell the Unicorn anything, either through words or continued melancholy silence, Momiko whispers in his ear, kisses his cheek, and gathers her food before departing. So, the downturn in his mood finds itself a more convenient excuse than one that would delve into his issues with his parents.
"Momiko-chan was feeling overheated, so she's going to go have hers in the limo, but she insisted I stay and enjoy lunch with you guys," he explains to everyone on his girlfriend's behalf. One of the benefits of being well-off was having one's own air-conditioned car waiting at the ready. He wonders if when Yoshinobu arrives, he might steal Hinata away to a similar locale for lunch rather than be caught eating meat on bread out here with the common folk.
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Post by Rodrigo Azerola on Mar 21, 2018 10:29:04 GMT -5
Rodrigo frowned, giving Yoshi a sympathetic look.
"Stucking being a third wheel, huh? Well, we'll try not to make it too awkward."
He patted the boy he barely knew on the back reassuringly, then looked to Nadeshiko.
"Also, I don't know what you mean. Your mother's a riot! Reminds me of mi abuela."
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Mar 21, 2018 10:35:57 GMT -5
It did not taking long for Hinata to arrive at the hot dog stand, arm-in-arm with Iweko Yoshinobu. "Hey, guys. Where's Momiko-chan?" |
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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Mar 21, 2018 14:21:58 GMT -5
"She was getting overheated so she retreated back to the air conditioned luxury of her limosuine. I was just about to make a naught...." she pauses then, turning slightly and noticing the Prince hanging off Hinatas arm "I was just about to suggest Yoshi go check on her to make sure she's really okay but it's up to him really."
She turns to Rodrigo then patting the seat next to her before turning to order a pair of hotdogs and soda for them.
"Everyone loves my mother it's true... but she loves talking about me and boy will she not shut up about me. Or plants, do not get her started on plants."
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Post by Iweko Yoshinobu on Mar 21, 2018 15:02:58 GMT -5
Yoshinobu gives a friendly wave to Nadeshiko and Rodrigo, dressed in an open button down and a pair of green swimming trunks. Hinata was dragging him around, which was welcome to the young heir - she'd ambushed him no sooner than he could park his moped after the brief trip.
"Hey, Yoshi-san. Momiko-san? So that's the girlfriend you were referring to..."
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Post by Tamori Yoshi on Mar 21, 2018 17:06:14 GMT -5
"She was getting overheated so she retreated back to the air conditioned luxury of her limosuine. I was just about to make a naught...." she pauses then, turning slightly and noticing the Prince hanging off Hinatas arm "I was just about to suggest Yoshi go check on her to make sure she's really okay but it's up to him really." "She'll feel bad if she thinks it's her fault that I left all of you," Yoshi says, shaking his head. "Hey, Yoshi-san. Momiko-san? So that's the girlfriend you were referring to..." "Good afternoon, Iweko-sama," Yoshi says, bowing from his seat and smiling with a bit of pride at how familiar he was to such a famous individual. "Yeah, that's right... Asahina Momiko; do you know her, from school?" |
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Post by Ichiro Priya on Mar 21, 2018 17:07:54 GMT -5
She is in the distance a little, the sun at her back, her shock of pink hair clearly visible as she steps towards the group. The glare of the light behind her makes her difficult to make out, but surely no one could mistake Priya's form...
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Post by Tamori Yoshi on Mar 21, 2018 17:21:02 GMT -5
She is in the distance a little, the sun at her back, her shock of pink hair clearly visible as she steps towards the group. The glare of the light behind her makes her difficult to make out, but surely no one could mistake Priya's form... "Oh, I guess she decided not to stay in the car after all!" Yoshi says, beaming with delight as he catches a glimpse of the approaching woman. Keeping his focus on mainly Yoshinobu, since he was the one he'd been speaking to up to this point, he stands and gestures proudly, "Well, if you haven't met her Iweko-sama, please let me introduce my honored girlfriend--" He then turns... and sees a pink-haired Priya. "Who... is... not this person," Yoshi says, his face falling and cheeks reddening, even under the hot midday sun. "Um... this is Ichiro Priya-san, Iweko-sama. Just... just a friend. Whom... you also already know." He sits down and eats sheepishly, wondering how many more times was this going to happen. |
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