[ ...Okay, so maybe they weren't on quite the same page, but Dan Heng can see where Yingxing is coming from—for a moment, at least, until suddenly the guitarist is asking him what stripper name he would choose. His lips part to tell the other he wouldn't have one to begin with, but before he can, Yingxing starts offering suggestions, and the younger man very nearly loses his mouthful of coffee to the table.
Arbiter preserve him, his cheeks are practically generating heat.
He clears his throat. ]
I am... [ A small huff of breath through his nose. ] I'm not really the type.
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Arbiter preserve him, his cheeks are practically generating heat.
He clears his throat. ]
I am... [ A small huff of breath through his nose. ] I'm not really the type.