Happy (belated) Father's Day! ... Uh oh.

[herlastwish]

[So you find yourself being drawn towards the smell of summer grilling. Outside in one of the (numerous neutral) summer courtyards is a long table with a grill set out to the side, already lit and with a few hamburger patties set out for the cooking.

On the table is not what you may have expected, if you went to the Mother's Day party(?). Instead,

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[herlastwish]

... What the hell. [Wearing this bad boy, oh yes.]

[lastnightswish]

. . .

[No, that isn't an embarrassed flush.] What in the hell are you wearing?

[herlastwish]

[still not looking pleased. cross his arms over the text.] Like I know.

[lastnightswish]

... get that hideous thing off.

[herlastwish]

Do you think I'm keeping it on willingly?

[lastnightswish]

[Raising an eyebrow. Don't you get snarky with me >:|]

[herlastwish]

[Guuurl don't even start with him. Frowns.]

[lastnightswish]

[Pregnant or not, this one will win in a fight. Looks away.] You look ridiculous.

[herlastwish]

Thank you for stating the obvious, Yuu.

[lastnightswish]

[Eyeroll.] What the hell is it for?

[herlastwish]

How should I know? [He hasn't looked at a calender today.]

[lastnightswish]

Because you always know things like that.

[herlastwish]

Last I checked there weren't any holidays for humiliating fathers.

[lastnightswish]

Apparently there is one in this place.

[herlastwish]

That's just peachy. [beer looks good right now.]

[lastnightswish]

[Go for it, big guy. It's your day :3] Tch. You're not even a father yet.