Yamaguchi shrugs. Trying to hold back a grin. "Sorry, Tsukki, I promised!"
"Traitor."
That just gets a laugh. Yamaguchi's spent more birthdays with Kei than almost anyone else. He knows this dance.
They enter through a side entrance. Greeted by a faint buzz of chatter. The noise bounces through marble ceilings and columns, obscuring any direction. At last a security guard points the way.
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Date: 2023-09-28 06:55 pm (UTC)Yamaguchi shrugs. Trying to hold back a grin. "Sorry, Tsukki, I promised!"
"Traitor."
That just gets a laugh. Yamaguchi's spent more birthdays with Kei than almost anyone else. He knows this dance.
They enter through a side entrance. Greeted by a faint buzz of chatter. The noise bounces through marble ceilings and columns, obscuring any direction. At last a security guard points the way.
"There better not be singing," Kei grumbles.
"Suck it up. Come on!"