“He’s just a friend.” Nokia shrugs a little, breathing out a soft sigh. “Yeah, we used to fool around, I won’t lie about that, but he knows I’m with you. He’s not dumb enough to try anything-- It’s fine, Yuuki, really. I’m yours, no one else’s.”

[ text; yuubear ] yaaaah.... [ text; yuubear ] what else other than trees? [ text; yuubear ] kick him in the nuts

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence          [  ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening     [  ] Unsettling                          [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [ n m a ] Pleasant company            [ n m a ] Comforting [ a ]  Unable to be lived without                            [ n m a ] Trustworthy

[ text; yuubear ] ..... yuuki wtf did you drink[ text; yuubear ] where are you

        You’d think any normal reaction to something like this would be a freak out -- What do we do, how do we fix it, is it even real? -- But Nokia’s quite the unconventional man. So when he wakes up in Yuuki’s body, there’s a few seconds of mild panic at how he feels -- And then he’s simply laughing, fingers lifting to lightly tug at some of the blond hair now sliding over his shoulder. Grinning to himself, he reaches out, flinching some at the sight of his own frame, nose wrinkling before he reaches out to shake the other’s shoulder. “Yuuuuuuki~” He chimes sweetly, snickering slightly to himself. “Wake uuuup.”

       He’s looking her up and down, confusion obvious in his gaze. “.... Are you here for fight night? Or are you lost....?”