R-P!!
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Nagisa twitched slightly, not particularly used to being touched. He put his hands in his pockets, still looking down, the slightest touch of blush in his cheeks, “Really? That’s what you think? Thanks…”
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Fang smiles softly, “No problem and before you leave tonight I will give you my number. So you can call me anytime.”
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Nagisa nods, “Ok… thank you.” He picks his head up and returns Fangs smile with a slightly shaky and nervous one of his own.
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Fang tilts his head, “If your nervous about something you don’t have to be. My home is your home.”
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“You’re really kind, to let someone like me stay in your house.” Nagisa said, holding his arm across his chest, “Um… do you mind showing me around here? I’ve only been around the campus…”
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Fang smiles softly, “Yeah sure. First off we are going to the kitchen.”
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Nagisa nods, “Yeah, alright.” he follows Fang into the kitchen.
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Fang grabs them a snack and brings it over to a table that sat next to a large window.
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Nagisa sits across from Fang at a fairly far distance away, “Thank you…” he glances out the window. After a moment, he looks down and says, “I haven’t…. had many friends lately…” He scratched the back of his neck, “So… Sorry…”
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Fang looks at him having a donut hanging out of his mouth as he was typing on the phone then he shrugs and takes the donut out of his mouth. “It’s fine I’m the same way.” He smiles, “But that just means I can work on writing my song.”
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Nagisa leans his head against his hand, still looking out the window, “Yeah…” he sighs melancholically, “I haven’t really done much besides that for a long time…” he puts his head on the table and grins, “But its the only thing I can do well, so I’m happy about it!”
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Fang eats part of his donut, “So I’m guessing you manly right the music?”
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He nods, “Yeah! That’s the reason why I came here anyway.” Nagisa says happily, “That and school stuff.”
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Fang smiles, “We you will have to let me see your music sometime. I’m good at writing lyrics and vocals but I suck when it comes to the actual music.”
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“Um, I think I have something….” Nagisa takes out his phone and fiddles around with it for a moment, then a classical sounding orchestral piece plays from it, startling him into dropping it onto the table. He picks it up again and struggles to pause the clip but so ungracefully that it took him about a minuet to stop it, “U-uh… yeah, um… that’s… what it is…”