I just--this thing is--hnngh!
[ Today's camera-mon is Hisui, so due to the low height, the angle is off, showing Watanuki bent over a counter in the Violet Inn's communal kitchen. He seems to be...groaning. Grunting. Whatever he's doing is apparently requiring a lot of effort. ]Soap is supposed to make things slide better, isn't it? It always
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If soap does not work, try whatever oil you have around the kitchen. [A sympathetic smile.]
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[ THE UNHAPPIEST FACE, ORORO. THE UNHAPPIEST D: Excuse him as he shuffles around for the olive oil. ]
I swear this kind of thing doesn't happen to me often...
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Don't worry, it can happen to the best of us. [Well, it never happened to her, but that's beside the point.]
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He'll never let me live this down...he'll probably want me to make him champon for a week just so he'll stop mentioning it.
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[ Their relationship is...special. ] He's just a big mooch. [ Really special. ]
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Is that so?
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[ Someone sounds like a bitching wife. There's the distinct sound of an oil-slicked hand rubbing against glass as Watanuki attempts to disengage his hand from the jar again. ]
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[pause, and Watanuki can probably hear the smile in her voice:] Is the jar still giving you trouble?
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