<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YgIc0w8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Morning (6:20 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Masahiro and Michael's Dorm Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Masahiro, Maya, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"I think I'm more concerned about where you were going with that reference of yours." Michael sighed. Though it was probably a good thing she didn't own eldritch abomination tentacles, he couldn't imagine what sort of chaos she could wreak with them... Not that he was any better, but at least he used his responsibly.<br/><br/>For now, he was happy that Masahiro kept his distance instead of leaping into action... Though his worry was less on his modesty and more on the breakfast... He couldn't blame him after the first round, but it was still sad to hear. "Breakfast'll be fine!" He spoke to assuage the male's concerns, before he lifted the plate with the new set of pancakes on two vines to shuttle to the man... Which left him to deal with Maya for the moment, partially in disbelief that she had no idea what others would think.<br/><br/>"Wait, seriously? But you..." He started, remembering her comment about Masa being over her before. Was she being for real or just playing with him? It was truly hard to tell with her especially when her immemediate follow up response to his request to pursue another grass type was to admit she wanted his<em>while letting her hand roam up his chest</em>. He closed his eyes, flushing lightly as her touch traveled higher... Before she laughed and withdrew her hand, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief before something bad happened. "Ha ha, very funny..." He groused, fixing his tanktop shirt, before he looked to the partially eaten pancakes.<br/><br/>Her next comment, however, made him groan in annoyance and defeat as he realized Maya had heard everything he said about her during the time he thought she left the room. "You are really determined to make this school semester a pain for me unless I bend to your whims, aren't you? All because of some errant powder..."