TWO MEN, ONE TIGER

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SO I JUST MADE THE MOST WRETCHED, PLEBIAN COFFEE IMAGINABLE and I am taking the night off from drawing. I CAN'T DRAW ANYMORE. MY HANDS. so perhaps I can write? :D? in b4 "you never finish this" I'll finish your faceDRABBLE REQUEST WITH A PIQUANT LEMONY TWIST

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I CHEATED AND DID TWO SONGS.

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Crossing her arms, Maka leaned into the rack of clothing in the cool air of the shop. It was bad enough right now that'd she'd felt duped into shopping with her father again but the fact that the ladies who worked in the store (who normally would've given her the evil eye and figured since she was a kid she was here to steal and followed her every move) were watching him, following their every move but with totally different intentions? It was slightly ... very much more embarrassing than being tailed because she was young.

"Come on, Maka," he said, browsing through a rack of pretty blouses that completely weren't her size, especially in the chest area which they clearly accentuated, "do you see anything in here you like?"

"Not really," she grumbled, and she did, but she didn't want to give him the pleasure. She'd wanted to go to the bookstore across the street, but he insisted on buying her a nice outfit so he could take her to dinner later that evening, which filled her stomach with a sinking feeling. At least here she could wander the aisles, hum along with the insipid music and avoid the vulture saleswomen. But one on one ... she knew for a fact she could say no, but the look on his face confused her. She felt bad for him and then felt angry at herself for feeling bad. But just getting it over with? There was no harm in that. Well, there was, but it was better to just pick yourself up and go ahead and do it. He wouldn't come knocking again for another month, this she knew, satiated with their "together time" enough for an entire 28-31 days.

"Is there anything you need?" he ventured again, and grabbed a skirt. She blew a strand of hair from her face with he took for a no and reached into a bin of panties and pulled out a pair. "Do you need any p--"

Maka ducked behind the rack of skirts and quickly rifled through the selection until she found something her size and roughly her style. "This," she said, quickly, "this I want." Her father had already begun to look through bras and was about to ask her whether her cup size had gone up any when she grabbed a blouse and a fistful of her father's shirt and led him to the register. "I found an outfit, can we just leave?" she said under her breath.

Completely missing her annoyance, Death Scythe smiled at the clothing. "Oh Maka," he said, nearly tearfully as he paid, "I love the time we spend together."

Re: I CHEATED AND DID TWO SONGS.

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