[He continues to glare at Roxas the entire time he's counting. It's not until he turns around to make the drink that Add finally eases off a tiny bit, pocketing the rest of his change and directing a couple sharp glares at anyone still watching them. Once peace is slightly more restored, he leans on the counter, drumming his fingers idly.
Well... this isn't exactly how he'd planned this to go. He's almost tempted to abandon the plan and just leave, but... if he gave up and tried again, it would only make things even more awkward the second time around.
He has no other choice. He has to push through, no matter what...!]
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Well... this isn't exactly how he'd planned this to go. He's almost tempted to abandon the plan and just leave, but... if he gave up and tried again, it would only make things even more awkward the second time around.
He has no other choice. He has to push through, no matter what...!]
Sooo... math test tomorrow.