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themoonlightthief:

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“Thanks!”

Taking the pizza boxes and the small bag containing their respective beverages, Kaito gave the delivery man a light, grateful grin, before moving to simply shove the door closed with his foot. He turned – though paused for a second in momentary surprise as he spotted the waiting detective – and then headed back down the hall and into the kitchen, motioning for Hakuba to follow.

“I already checked; your rootbeer’s in the bag, don’t worry. Told you I ordered it. You really need to learn how to trust me.”

A playful smirk was aimed the blonde’s way and then Kaito turned his attention back towards the pizza. Settling the boxes and bag on the table, he moved towards the cupboard to get plates and glasses. His mom would kill him if he stained the carpet – especially if it was with cheese. Or soda. Or anything at all.

“Right, trust you.”  Hakuba sounded completely unconvinced by the notion, but playfully so as he followed after his classmate into the kitchen. “I’ll trust you when I have the rootbeer in my detective grasp. The truth – or soda – is in the pudding, so to speak.”

He watched, still helplessly, as the other boy gathered the necessities for dinner. “Ah, can I… do anything to assist you?" 

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The Thing About Eclairs | Closed RP | whiteknighthakuba

shsl-queenofcakes:

Karin stepped lightly across the floor of her now-empty shop, closed early for the convenience of her employees. It wouldn’t be fair to leave them to run the place while she went off to have fun on a date, so she decided just to pay them for the four hours they’d be missing and let them go home. From the looks of things, she’d just been voted boss of the year.

She’d just finished wiping the tables off, having procrastinated on hiring a janitorial service for so long that she’d become accustomed to doing it herself. It was relaxing, the simple chores it took to run a bakery. So she didn’t stop. A few moments later, she reached the counter and half a minute after that the eclairs she was going to give to her friend were wrapped neatly and sitting on the marbled granite as she sat and waited for Hakuba to arrive.

It was promptly 17:59:32 when Hakuba arrived at the bakery, bringing with him a bouquet of pink roses and that charming smile of his. Honestly, he wasn’t used to dating; not in Japan anyway, and never so casually. But after the stern words of his mother and having met so many interesting people as of late, it seemed like a very fine idea.

Besides, perhaps it would help him remove some vices with a little more of his time occupied with more savory company. Karin, even for as few times as they’d interacted, was a kind soul and had been nothing but a sweetheart to him. And after the drunk texting, well, he owed it to her. 

He stopped in front of the bakery door and peeked inside, wondering if he should knock or just come in. Any further delays and he’d be late, and that wouldn’t do, so he tried the door to let himself in. 

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meitanteiosaka:

[sms] it’s just quicker sometimes yanno

[sms] ya Edokko just talk and type too slowly

[sms] call me colleague more to my face and I’ll think of deletin’ these

[text] Oh, do you actually like being referred to as colleague? I’ll keep that in mind. I’ve been telling everyone else that you are, at least… I’ll be sure to keep that up in person.

[text] My apologies for not making that clear earlier.

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kurobakaitokid:

[text] Good, then. What would you like for dinner? Is there anything you should refrain from eating?

[text] And of course I would visit, my dear detective. I believe you would find me at your door soon after I get our dinner.

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[text] You’re always very good company, anyways.

[text] Anything is fine, really… whatever you like most.  I’m just recovering from an automobile accident, so there are no real dietary restrictions. Concussion, bruising, that sort of thing. I just need to rest.

[text] Thank you… I’ll see you soon. 

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themoonlightthief replied to your post: He peered through the window...

“Oh, I just thought I’d drop by,” he began with a shrug, grin stretching wider and turning a hint teasing as he strolled over to the blonde, hands in his pockets. “And make sure you still weren’t up. Which I see you still /are/. ”

Hakuba shrugged helplessly, pushing back from his desk and turning his chair to face Kaitou, unable to stop the grin on his own face. “Ah, but did you really expect anything else from me, Kaitou-san?” He got to his feet, sighed, and shrugged again, looking to the thief, biting his lip. “Then again, you are, too… so what are we to do about that?”

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[text] do you like spaghetti bfuec i htnk specugitti is vry compliemtnary to baking [text] spghttti with me???

shsl-queenofcakes:

shsl-queenofcakes:

[text] Um…

[text] Are you drunk, or just stupid…?

[text] And what an attempt it was.

[text] Sure, Hakuba-san. I would love to get “spghttti” with you.

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That was all very entertaining, she thought. Oh, but one more thing.

[text] I’m at Turnover A New Leaf this evening, but I’ll be off by six. Meet me there?

[text] I’ll be there, 6pm sharp. 

Strictly speaking he shouldn’t have even left the house to get drunk the night previous, but surely he’d be over his hangover by then, right? 

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[text] do you like spaghetti bfuec i htnk specugitti is vry compliemtnary to baking [text] spghttti with me???

shsl-queenofcakes:

shsl-queenofcakes:

[text] Um…

[text] Are you drunk, or just stupid…?

[text] Ooooof course you were.

[text] Have you ever heard of a date? They’re these little fruits that happen to share the name of something I want to go on with you.

[text] A date? Certainly. The original text, I believe, was my attempt at asking you out for Italian… is that agreeable, or do you have another preference?

Whew. At least one relationship looked as though it were salvageable from the previous night’s escapades… 

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[text] hy memrem that time we got in an accident and it wrealy sucked [text] sorry batou taht [text] sometmies ijust think about these htings like [text] maybeit wasm enat to hapen??? [text] but this time i think it just sucked

harajukuharuspex:

harajukuharuspex:

[text] it did suck.

[text] but you’re drunk.

[text] we can talk about it when you’re sober.

[text] where are you?

[text] i’ll come pick you up/tuck you into bed

[text] oh dear

[text] do you see anything familiar?

[text] /concentrate/, hakuba.

[text] i can’t leave you out there jesus.

[text] no i don’t think destiny either as a corporeal entity or as a mythical unicorn is going to stab me.

[text] IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.

[text] no pr sure is  unicorn

[text] ithink maybe i ma in a bathroom actualy

[text] idontm ember ever

[text] theunocirn osb akc!!!!!!1! hhsit

[text] shit

[text] u n i c o r n 

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thepilotflieson:

whiteknighthakuba liked your photo
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“Now, I hate to be presumptuous, because it really isn’t in my nature, but you seem to be quite the fan of what pictures I relay- and I don’t think we’ve properly met just yet. Are you interested in aviation, Mister—..?”

“Hakuba… Saguru Hakuba, miss. And yes, yes I am as a matter of fact. I’ve been watching your exploits with eager interest, I must confess. I have an uncle who is a pilot; I suppose you could say that he sparked my curiosity, though I’ve never piloted a plane myself…”