mafianti:
❛ enma ... ! you came over ! ❜ his smile slight but genuine , he approaches , taking a seat next to the redhead . ❛ did you wait too long ? i ended up staying over at their house for dinner , i’m sorry . do you - um . do you want something … ? like a drink , or … ❜
“ ah ! no it’s okay ! ” enma waves his hands frantically. “ i didn’t wait long at all. thank you for ... for having me. uh , how did it go ? the dinner , that is. ” enma still struggled on his interpersonal skills when relating to mafia bosses. although he was one himself , the simon famiglia’s power was still rather small compared to the others in their network. he found himself stumbling over his words more often than not. “ i could go for a drink. thank you , tsuna-kun. ”












