minsaru:
Really? Your tone says otherwise, though. [ `he lips formed a smile, trying his best not to laugh at the girl; ]
Well, aren’t you just sharp. { `with a sarcastic and tender laughter she ends of brushing some strands of her hair behind her shoulder, a shake of her head is soon to follow. } I’m not dumb, though.
minsaru:
[ `he laughs, shoving his hands into his pockets simultaneously; ] Good job.
Yeah… I know. { `she sighs softly, that exhale mending in with her tender snickers. } Wait. Was that sarcasm? I swear I’m not as dumb as I seem sometim– I’m not.
minsaru:
How did you manage that? [ `he snickers; ]
Uhh…. kind of… like… a lot of biting and nibbling until, like… I tasted iron. { `she smirks sheepishly, gaze averted elsewhere. }