Hey don't get all bent out of shape about it, it was an accident. I bet the old lady has som—
[But Mika keeps talking and Yuu can feel the embarassment creep up his spine.
Oh.
Oh right. The apron. The tug at one of the frills makes Yuu acutely aware of the atrocity he's wearing, and with a bright red fluster flashing over his cheeks he scrambles to untie the knot around his waist and pull the apron over his head. ...His haste hasn't really helped him out and he more or less just looks like a flailing mess with an apron stuck around his neck.
The muffled yells aren't doing him any favors either.]
IT'S MOT EVEN MINE, MHE OL' LA'Y PUT IT ON ME BEFORE I COULD SAY MO! [It would sound a lot more intelligible if he wasn't shouting this through the apron that is currently doing its best impression of a full face mask.]
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[But Mika keeps talking and Yuu can feel the embarassment creep up his spine.
Oh.
Oh right. The apron. The tug at one of the frills makes Yuu acutely aware of the atrocity he's wearing, and with a bright red fluster flashing over his cheeks he scrambles to untie the knot around his waist and pull the apron over his head. ...His haste hasn't really helped him out and he more or less just looks like a flailing mess with an apron stuck around his neck.
The muffled yells aren't doing him any favors either.]
IT'S MOT EVEN MINE, MHE OL' LA'Y PUT IT ON ME BEFORE I COULD SAY MO! [It would sound a lot more intelligible if he wasn't shouting this through the apron that is currently doing its best impression of a full face mask.]