"You're asking me?" Nico retorts, though not surprised in the least. "Don't tell me you and your friends just sit around sipping fancy tea all day."
Well, whatever. Akiha's a big girl, and she can order whatever she'd like. Nico won't make any comments about her tastes, but she could definitely stand to watch and learn.
"Good afternoon, Mister!" Unhooking their arms, she skips over to the stall, and leans forward with her hands clasped behind her back. With the most saccharine-sweet voice, she goes on to list a convoluted chain of syrups and toppings, including but not limited to: strawberries, marshmallows, white chocolate, peanut butter, and cookie bits. She uses her 'please's and 'thank you's like real Nico never actually does, and then hangs herself onto Akiha's arm again. "And for Akiha-neechan," she cues her in to make her order, and when the vendor hands them their crepes she beams at him so cherubically that he says he'll make it three-hundred yen less, just for them.
The natural expectation being, of course, for big sister Akiha to pay. Nico bats her eyelashes at her as sweetly as she knows how, which, somewhat similarly to her choice of crepe, would make the average person mildly nauseous.
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Well, whatever. Akiha's a big girl, and she can order whatever she'd like. Nico won't make any comments about her tastes, but she could definitely stand to watch and learn.
"Good afternoon, Mister!" Unhooking their arms, she skips over to the stall, and leans forward with her hands clasped behind her back. With the most saccharine-sweet voice, she goes on to list a convoluted chain of syrups and toppings, including but not limited to: strawberries, marshmallows, white chocolate, peanut butter, and cookie bits. She uses her 'please's and 'thank you's like real Nico never actually does, and then hangs herself onto Akiha's arm again. "And for Akiha-neechan," she cues her in to make her order, and when the vendor hands them their crepes she beams at him so cherubically that he says he'll make it three-hundred yen less, just for them.
The natural expectation being, of course, for big sister Akiha to pay. Nico bats her eyelashes at her as sweetly as she knows how, which, somewhat similarly to her choice of crepe, would make the average person mildly nauseous.