Having been here a handful of times, Nico practically strides in like she owns the place, seating herself comfortably. She flips through the menu out of habit as well, more so just looking at the pictures to see which looks most appetizing at the moment.
But something just didn't feel quite right. She looks up to Nozomi, quirking a brow. Sure, Nico enjoyed being selfish whenever she can but seeming needy around Nozomi didn't sit quite well with her. In fact, being babied by Nozomi just didn't sit well with her at all.
Letting out a little huff, she sets the menu aside, "Whatever Nozomi feels like eating is fine."
no subject
But something just didn't feel quite right. She looks up to Nozomi, quirking a brow. Sure, Nico enjoyed being selfish whenever she can but seeming needy around Nozomi didn't sit quite well with her. In fact, being babied by Nozomi just didn't sit well with her at all.
Letting out a little huff, she sets the menu aside, "Whatever Nozomi feels like eating is fine."