[She wants to groan but that sense of right is shared, for as much as Nariko would sooner harm herself than admit it out loud. In the brief second or two before Mikado laughs it feels kind of overwhelming, so she's grateful when he does it, and she finds the strength to turn onto her side and sort of clean her face up.]
I need the napkins out of my purse, jerks.
[It's said very affectionately as she tries to safely clear her eyes.]
And my mirror.
[This mascara was not built to withstand cum, goddammit.]
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I need the napkins out of my purse, jerks.
[It's said very affectionately as she tries to safely clear her eyes.]
And my mirror.
[This mascara was not built to withstand cum, goddammit.]