I am certain Odion will be appreciative of that. If he lets you.
[Marik stretches and yawns, scooting closer to Ishizu for a moment, the two exchanging a look before both glancing away with a blush as Marik climbs off of the bed. Ishizu slowly stands up, her hands folded in front of her.
A pity it makes certain aspects stick out more. Marik clears his throat and moves to his dresser to pick out some clothes.]
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[Marik stretches and yawns, scooting closer to Ishizu for a moment, the two exchanging a look before both glancing away with a blush as Marik climbs off of the bed. Ishizu slowly stands up, her hands folded in front of her.
A pity it makes certain aspects stick out more. Marik clears his throat and moves to his dresser to pick out some clothes.]
Ah... What should we do until lunch?