*even though it's cold and snowy out, mikoto's sitting on the steps outside altamira. in her lap is a small notepad, which she's busy writing something on. from a glance it looks like a list of things, but that's all you'll get--a glance. she's not going to let anyone see it directly. why? because it just so happens to be a list of people she's
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And a Boston creme doughnut in his mouth as he looks over your shoulder to read whats on your page.
HE IS IN A GOOD MOOD]
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Eh-? You--
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So tell me, Mikoto. What would you like for Christmas?
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Eh... huh?
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*while that's the truth, you know deep down the things she likes, hao.*
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I--I didn't say that, did I!?
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I can hear your thoughts and read your memories. I know what you like.
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That's so unfair!
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Then, what do you want!? I don't have the pleasure of being able to read your mind!
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[Really. He doesn't care.]
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*normally she wouldn't say that out loud but... reading minds etc.*
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