[Oh look, Yosuke had two heads. Or that was how Naoto was looking at him at least. A lovely, blank look. A small part of Naoto felt like he'd have gotten that look no matter what. Because what a sentence to just say.
Her nose crinkled.]
Junes...Junes. They have surprisingly good coffee. [Though she remembered some annoyance there with the coffee. She couldn't place what.]
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Her nose crinkled.]
Junes...Junes. They have surprisingly good coffee. [Though she remembered some annoyance there with the coffee. She couldn't place what.]