[ Kano mirrors the nods, slow and unsure, and holds the glass in both hands while he contemplates what he's supposed to do with this in order to make the girl less gloomy. Oh! What if—
the bell dings, and he starts on his stool, looking over to see a bottle of cherry cocktail syrup on the counter. It's like concentrated maraschino cherry in liquid form, aka the most disgustingly sweet thing in existence in the universe, but he tips the bottle to fill the glass up to the brim and carefully slides it back. ]
Here, here, try this~ Guaranteed to make you less gloomy~
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the bell dings, and he starts on his stool, looking over to see a bottle of cherry cocktail syrup on the counter. It's like concentrated maraschino cherry in liquid form, aka the most disgustingly sweet thing in existence in the universe, but he tips the bottle to fill the glass up to the brim and carefully slides it back. ]
Here, here, try this~ Guaranteed to make you less gloomy~
[ Can be gloomy if you're sick. ]