[It's not as if the plants are poor company, after all. Even the silks are more charming than Chikusa. Fubuki doesn't mind waiting at all and, to prove as much, he wanders away from the counter, his direction aimless, eyes drifting over every surface in sight. Including what little is visible of the clock. He wasn't so early that he needed to be concerned, but maybe a customer would come in and he could see what Chikusa was like with normal people?]
Hm...I think I might buy something to take home. Any suggestions?
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[It's not as if the plants are poor company, after all. Even the silks are more charming than Chikusa. Fubuki doesn't mind waiting at all and, to prove as much, he wanders away from the counter, his direction aimless, eyes drifting over every surface in sight. Including what little is visible of the clock. He wasn't so early that he needed to be concerned, but maybe a customer would come in and he could see what Chikusa was like with normal people?]
Hm...I think I might buy something to take home. Any suggestions?