In her own room, Ritsuka blinks a couple of times at the message, and then her eyes drift over to the username of the person she's been talking to.
redwine...?
...
...!!
Red wine. Maybe it's not a food, but that probably still counts, right?! That almost certainly has to count! Oh no. Oh heckie. Somewhere out there in the ether, there is a Sherlock Holmes who has been struck with the overwhelming desire to facepalm. ]
Ehhhhhhhhhhhh?? Seriously?! I had no idea... (*/。＼) Now I probably seem like a huge idiot... (￣ ￣|||)
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[ Wait. Wait??
In her own room, Ritsuka blinks a couple of times at the message, and then her eyes drift over to the username of the person she's been talking to.
redwine...?
...
...!!
Red wine. Maybe it's not a food, but that probably still counts, right?! That almost certainly has to count! Oh no. Oh heckie. Somewhere out there in the ether, there is a Sherlock Holmes who has been struck with the overwhelming desire to facepalm. ]
Ehhhhhhhhhhhh??
Seriously?!
I had no idea... (*/。＼)
Now I probably seem like a huge idiot... (￣ ￣|||)