[ooc: dated to the morning of the 17th.
When the SFC clicks on, he looks... melancholy. Which, granted, isn't an unfamiliar sight to anyone who knows him well enough, but it's quite the opposite of his usual cheerfully fake self.]
Salon's closed for today.
[A pause, before he then adds-]
... Does anyone know where I can buy flowers?
[He can't
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And he knows their awkward tense relationship right now, so all he offers, quietly, is:]
There's a flower shop near your salon, in the middle district.
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... Should I be concerned that you know where the salon is?
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Are you surprised?
[A shake of his head then.]
Hey...don't be a stranger today. If not with me, at least for Saya.
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I don't really think you of all people have the right to say that.
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So he runs a hand through his hair, expression sheepish.]
...Probably not. I'm aware that I can be a hypocrite. That's why I suggested Saya; if you don't want to see me, at least I know you're getting along with her.
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I don't really want to see anyone today.
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Fair enough. That's your choice.
The option's there, anyway. Now you know.
[Click!]
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