#lacro

Sounds like a plan. But you have to know two things: I’m absolutly a very bad cook and its also my Birthday *laugh*

When it goes for me, I would eat when I’m hungry. To Hungry to function. Which means… every three days? I just ate so much the last two days because I was Babysitting Hana…

Oi, oi, oi.

Now I ain’t judgin’ you for not eatin’ for three days in, like, one of your crazy life things or whatever -- because your life is crazy, an’ I don’t understand a lick of it.

But Countess-san, when yer all safe an’ sound, it should be three meals a day, you feel?

❛ --miss croft. ❜ she stepped aside for several students pass through on their way out. diana managed to catch the last ten minutes of her presentation. she was rather disappointed she arrived so late, especially having her interested already piqued. she extended her hand with a rather worn journal in her hand, carefully holding it as if it were another artifact she was restoring. ❛ i’m afraid i was only able to find you after you had already given your seminar. forgive me, i hope that you were still able to present. ❜

Lara chuckled quietly. “Well, fnding a pool where you an actually swimm and not just dip around isnt easy here in japan…” she grinned and keep drying her up, returning that little peck. “Hm. Yes, thats totally an excuse…” she grinned. “Do I need one?” 

“This is true... It’s not that easy.” She said while her lips formed a small pout, lifting her arms slightly to let the other finish drying her up. When she did so Mirai smiled with the peck on her lips along with what she said, her cheeks slightly pink. “Well... Of course you don’t need an excuse.” Taking the towel finally she wrapped her body with it. “What should we do now?”

[He arrived at her place a few minutes after telling her he was coming. Tomoya might’ve had a lot on his plate right now (if he stopped to think about it, he’d probably drop dead), but he had the unfortunate character flaw of caring too much about his friends.

*laughs softly* if you followed in expectation of a royal like royals are known, I have to dissapoint you. I mean yes. My parents left me a royal amount of money and a Manor in Britain. But Im not acting royal at all. Like really.

But I can try for you, if you want?

So please just be as polite as you would be to everyone else.

We’d have quite the mess on our hands if I wasn’t polite to anyone then, huh.

Maa, I wouldn’t know what it’d be like to come from money, so it’s probably best that’s not what happened on your end. But I’ll admit, ‘countess’ is an awesome title.

Lara laughed a bit. “Yes, really. Even I am cold sometimes…” she laughed and thanked him with a nod of her head. “Thank you. But are you sure you don’t need it?” she was having her own coat, and it was just a simple thing she said- maybe it wouldnt even lasted long. she wasn’t aware that he would react to it immidiatly. “But… we can also go and have a tea? Then you don’t have to freeze…” she said, and as soon as she finished her sentence, he pulled it over her face and she made a little pouty face. “Yes thank you.” She chuckled. “Scarvey get better as bigger and thicker they are…”

“I’m not freezing,” Tomoya argued, ever so (needlessly) defensive of how tough he truly was. “...but, uh. I wouldn’t say no to tea.”

Which was essentially his way of saying he’d love some.

“There should be a tea house somewhere around here,” he said, lightly rubbing the side of his neck in some attempt to get it used to the cold quicker. He always was bad with temperatures, whether it was too hot or too cold, and the only reason his nose wasn’t bleeding was because autumn was terribly kind to him.

“Anything’ll do, yeah?”