[Yamaguchi's not talking too loudly, and when the waitress approaches, he immediately shuts up so as to accommodate her greeting. He lets the topic of nicknames go for the moment, while he and Oikawa are led to their table. In that time, he's distracted yet again by just how vibrantly pink everything is. Yamaguchi only snaps back to the present when Oikawa pulls the chair out for him, and he's nearly too embarrassed by that gesture alone to sit down.]
You...um, you don't have to...th-thanks!! [For that, and the compliment both. Yamaguchi's not usually this flustered, honestly; but then he's not usually alone in the company of a sort of super-charming guy who seems inexplicably happy to share his company, either. Combined with the fact that Seijou's still a rival school, and that Oikawa keeps calling this (treating this??) like an actual date despite his protests, Yamaguchi's pretty damn flustered for a teenager meeting up with a casual friend.]
...This place is kinda different than I expected...
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[Yamaguchi's not talking too loudly, and when the waitress approaches, he immediately shuts up so as to accommodate her greeting. He lets the topic of nicknames go for the moment, while he and Oikawa are led to their table. In that time, he's distracted yet again by just how vibrantly pink everything is. Yamaguchi only snaps back to the present when Oikawa pulls the chair out for him, and he's nearly too embarrassed by that gesture alone to sit down.]
You...um, you don't have to...th-thanks!! [For that, and the compliment both. Yamaguchi's not usually this flustered, honestly; but then he's not usually alone in the company of a sort of super-charming guy who seems inexplicably happy to share his company, either. Combined with the fact that Seijou's still a rival school, and that Oikawa keeps calling this (treating this??) like an actual date despite his protests, Yamaguchi's pretty damn flustered for a teenager meeting up with a casual friend.]
...This place is kinda different than I expected...