Talking On A Saturday Night
Speak up, Kouta. I tell myself this over and over but it doesn't seem to sink in yet.
"Noriko? " I text her.
Three minutes pass.
"What's up?" she sends back.
Okay, now's your chance. Grow some balls dude.
"You wanna go out for a movie, tomorrow night? "
Five minutes.
"Sure. Who with? "
Really?
Again.
"No one. Just forget I brought it up. "
Two minutes.
"K. So... You wanna hear what happened with mikasa today? "
Sigh.
"Yeah, go ahead. "
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