[A pair of mismatched eyes watch that shoe go sailing into the creek with a sad splash of water. Then they flick back to Cy.]
If it isn't a date, you can't compliment me. [You made this bed for yourself. (Or: Sasuke's avoiding compliments.)] Do you mean the color is bright on me? [hello, "lit"?] I wouldn't agree.
[If anything it looks darker in contrast to his skin. Sasuke busies himself with finding a pair of chopsticks among the utensils provided, snapping them apart with his teeth before he tries a bite of the salad.]
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If it isn't a date, you can't compliment me. [You made this bed for yourself. (Or: Sasuke's avoiding compliments.)] Do you mean the color is bright on me? [hello, "lit"?] I wouldn't agree.
[If anything it looks darker in contrast to his skin. Sasuke busies himself with finding a pair of chopsticks among the utensils provided, snapping them apart with his teeth before he tries a bite of the salad.]
... Tomato.