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[billiardsplz]

[this is the sound of someone shaking a box of chocolates with his journal open]

You know what? I'm bored. I'm going to eat these.

Whoever's scientific, morbidly curious, or whatever, now's probably a good time to get some data.

[crinkle, crinkle, nom!

And with that he's going down to the lobby with his journal]

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[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru passed by her as she was also going down the stairs to the lobby, she almost bumped to him on the way down]

Oh pardon me.

Mint!

[billiardsplz]

[Wow! What a dynamite gal!

It must be the chocolate, because before he knows it]

No problem. Say, are you busy tonight?

Re: Mint!

[luxe_can_kill]

Pardon? [Well that's not something you'll hear after almost bumping into someone. She clears her throat before she could answer his question]

As for my plans, I have none for tonight.

[billiardsplz]

Whadaya know, I've got none either! But since today is a holiday, we should spend some time together. As a social thing, you know?

[squartatore]

[Gold. Gold why. Why do you keep doing weird things when bored. WHY]

Anything unusual happen?

[billiardsplz]

Eh, sometimes I get the urge to start singing but that kind of happens regularly anyway, so no?

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru sighs quietly while she thinks. She's got nothing to do, and it looks like this guy is not the type to pull any funny business]

I suppose it wouldn't hurt.

[billiardsplz]

You know where the seasons room is, right? Third floor?

[luxe_can_kill]

I have heard about it's existence. I haven't been there myself.

[billiardsplz]

Good, it'll be warmer there today so dress lightly.

[luxe_can_kill]

[She has been meaning to go there after Rise and Yukiko did, she either didn't have a chance or never felt like it]

I suppose it wouldn't hurt. I'll meet you there.

[billiardsplz]

Sevenish sound good?

[luxe_can_kill]

Sounds good. [She has thoughts of not showing up, but that would just be mean... She decides to go anyway]

[squartatore]

That's not really a normal urge either... But I guess the chocolates are okay, then. [or as okay as it goes]

[billiardsplz]

You mean you don't ever start randomly thinking of a tune and then wanting to sing it a bit?

[squartatore]

Not regularly. [the orchestra doesn't count, of course] It's not even the right month for that, is it?

[billiardsplz]

Music's a yearly thing!

[squartatore]

And especially so on April first. I read up on some things that happened before I got here.

[billiardsplz]

There was one on Halloween one year.

[squartatore]

Halloween? Really?

[billiardsplz]

Yeah. There was a dance number and everything.

[squartatore]

I shouldn't ask, right. [castle, please stop] Don't worry, I won't think any less of you for being weirder than what I knew.

[she said it with a straight face, rejoice]

[billiardsplz]

Gosh, what a friend you are.

[squartatore]

Did you mean "not judgmental in the least".

[billiardsplz]

What is even your baseline for normal?

[squartatore]

Something the castle seems intent on disregarding. [it's hard being the designated tsukkomi]

[billiardsplz]

Ah, you poor thing.