[ True, he can't exactly do this every night, if we're talking about efficiency here. But what if... ah well, he'll think about that what if tomorrow. He nods at her. The gratitude does make him kinda bashful, though, so he clicks his tongue and teases her instead. ]
Tch. Yeah, you can just yell "hieeehhhh!!" or somethin'.
[ Was that his horrible attempt to imitate her? Yep. ]
[And that's her weak attempt to play along. She's not 100% in the mood to play, but she does want to let him know she'll be okay. No need to make him worry all night.]
[ And that's the last head pat of the day. Night. Whatever. ]
See you in the mornin'.
[ With that, he takes his leave, sitting himself down by the door once he's closed it behind him. Does he even realise the implication of what he said? Nope, hasn't dawned on him yet. Maybe later when the clock strikes 3. Good night. ]
[Mikan watches the door for a while. Wordlessly, she gets up, comes to the door, and touches it.]
Thank you... Mondo. You might be the best friend... I've ever had.
[She says it so softly that it's likely he didn't hear her. She stays there for a while longer before finally retreating to the closet to change into her pajamas. She'll sleep easy now, thinking of the mystery text, and of Mondo.
Now she's got to repay him somehow. It's only fair. Another light, whispered mumble.]
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... Just for tonight, then... I-If anything happens inside the room, I'll tell you right away, I promise.
[She then bows her head, deeply appreciative. Dang, next year she'll have to make a chocolate as big as his head.]
... Thank you very much, Mondo.
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Tch. Yeah, you can just yell "hieeehhhh!!" or somethin'.
[ Was that his horrible attempt to imitate her? Yep. ]
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[And that's her weak attempt to play along. She's not 100% in the mood to play, but she does want to let him know she'll be okay. No need to make him worry all night.]
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[ And that's the last head pat of the day. Night. Whatever. ]
See you in the mornin'.
[ With that, he takes his leave, sitting himself down by the door once he's closed it behind him. Does he even realise the implication of what he said? Nope, hasn't dawned on him yet. Maybe later when the clock strikes 3. Good night. ]
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Thank you... Mondo. You might be the best friend... I've ever had.
[She says it so softly that it's likely he didn't hear her. She stays there for a while longer before finally retreating to the closet to change into her pajamas. She'll sleep easy now, thinking of the mystery text, and of Mondo.
Now she's got to repay him somehow. It's only fair. Another light, whispered mumble.]
... See you in the morning.