- Mar 13, 2015
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"Eh? 'Hunger' in my eyes?" Mizuko's eyes shot back up to Wesker's. A struck expression twisted her face, tinged with the embarrassment she had already been showing. But she tried to push that expression away by laughing it off and letting herself take everything just as her upperclassman's playfulness. "You're imagining it, Senpai. And I hope you're not disappointed but no, you're not in my dreams."
He has been in her dreams though. A few times. But that's because she always dreams of her memories."Iced lemonade for my drink," she added to her order, before regarding Wesker once again. She could remember the last time they had dinner like this; it was on that cruise ship. And she could remember that Wesker ordered blood pudding then. She thought it was normal, but as he ordered for blood wine tonight, she began to consider that maybe Wesker really feeds on blood and doesn't take some merely for food preference.
Her eyes then turned to the menus now set aside, then glanced up at the waitress that was taking their orders. And then she turned to him again. "Blood wine... Senpai, I'm starting to suspect that you're a vampire," she kidded. He was making her curious, so she took note of trying to check on a few things in the future.
Although that thought almost jumped out of her head immediately as Wesker began playing with words again. She choked on her own breath and coughed a little. "No, not really," was her answer. "That would mean your day hasn't been very good."
@"Nightstripe"
He has been in her dreams though. A few times. But that's because she always dreams of her memories."Iced lemonade for my drink," she added to her order, before regarding Wesker once again. She could remember the last time they had dinner like this; it was on that cruise ship. And she could remember that Wesker ordered blood pudding then. She thought it was normal, but as he ordered for blood wine tonight, she began to consider that maybe Wesker really feeds on blood and doesn't take some merely for food preference.
Her eyes then turned to the menus now set aside, then glanced up at the waitress that was taking their orders. And then she turned to him again. "Blood wine... Senpai, I'm starting to suspect that you're a vampire," she kidded. He was making her curious, so she took note of trying to check on a few things in the future.
Although that thought almost jumped out of her head immediately as Wesker began playing with words again. She choked on her own breath and coughed a little. "No, not really," was her answer. "That would mean your day hasn't been very good."
@"Nightstripe"