Confetti
When Fusaaki pulls his love god room mate's leg...
Fusaaki: Do we even have the budget for that?
Eros: When I get my next paycheck, we will!
Fusaaki: When is that?
Eros: End of the month~
Fusaaki: Oh, nice. I'm gonna buy a confetti cannon and fire it off every time you bring home a paycheck.
Eros: Really? *beams at him
Fusaaki: *holds his hand out to him* You betcha.
Eros: Yay! *returns the handshake
Fusaaki: If you clean up afterwards, of course.
Eros: Oh-
Eros: No! That's mean! You said this after our handshake!
Fusaaki:
Fusaaki: ... Phahahaha... Your face just now! That... was a joke.
Eros: You meanie! >:(
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