[He's happy to see Ichigo just take a seat, because he wants to help him now, even with stupid things like this. He takes a seat as well and slides the across the table to himself, so he can flip it over to unwrap the paper.
...immediately, it's a little gunky. Yosuke makes a face at the chocolate, but says nothing, not wanting to be rude. Ichigo was nice enough to offer to share something so rare with him. He isn't going to look the horse in the mouth.]
...Hm. It's a little melted, but it's not that bad. Here... [Touching the bar on the parts still covered by the paper, he snaps it in half gently.] ...you can go ahead and take some. It'll be sticky, but that's it.
[He doesn't hesitate at all, quickly taking some-and he doesn't seem to care at all about the melted state of it at all.]
Got it.
[Well...taking some after a few awkward misses. It's hard to gauge where things are when you can't see them, and going off of the sound of Yosuke's voice only helps so much.
But when he has it in hand, he doesn't even miss a beat and pops some into his mouth, obviously relishing the taste. In fact, from the way he looks...it's obvious chocolate is one of Ichigo's favorite foods, as a delighted smile crosses his face.
God, he hadn't tasted chocolate in way too long. It was so good!]
[Yosuke grabs his half of the bar and brings it to his mouth, taking an ungraceful bite out of it. The texture is milky and smooth in a way that's separate from the chocolate's slightly melted state, and after not eating anything like this for months and months now, it's doesn't feel like an exaggeration to say it's the best thing he's ever eaten.
He chews and smacks on it hurriedly, barely taking the time to savor it despite how good it is, before taking another bite. When he glances back up, he catches the weird look on Ichigo's face.
Wow, uh. He... really likes chocolate.]
Psh, it's chocolate. Maybe it'd melt, but I don't think it would go bad.
[Specifically, when the cocoa butter actually seeps to the top of the bar with milk chocolate, which is what this is.
And if Yosuke is thinking it's the best thing he's ever eaten, Ichigo is nearly having a religious experience over this damn bar of chocolate. He's trying to hide how much he really, really loves it...but like always, he's super shitty at trying to hide his real feelings.
Besides, it's a hell of a lot better than canned food and stuff so packed full of preservatives that it'd last through a nuclear winter. Sure, Rin was a great cook, but that could only go so far.]
...So...nineteen, huh. You know, if we were back home you'd only have one more year before you could legally drink.
[Not that it means much here-and besides, this place looked american. Wasn't the drinking age 21 there?]
Eighteen. [he corrects. there's a soft snap as he takes another bite of the chocolate.] But I guess twenty is getting pretty close, huh...? You're even closer than I am. Although I wonder if anyone would really care in a place like this if we drank anyway.
[DON'T MIND HIM, he'll just. turn his head away and take another bite of the chocolate himself, trying not to show the faint embarrassment he has over getting the year wrong.]
...Yeah, I am. I'll turn twenty-
[He pauses, then blinks.]
-Next month. July 15th.
[Yes, he was born on the 15th. and it's possible to read his name as 'one five' as well.
Just layers to that name, seriously.
But it actually makes him stop eating for a second, expression going a bit somber. Twenty already...That'd make two birthdays that passed while he's still stuck in this place.
So when Yosuke mentions drinking, he just gives a slow nod.]
[He leans in a little closer, grinning, even though Ichigo can't see it. But, surely, he has to be exuding an aura of mischief here anyway. It's practically rolling off of him. Like an odor.]
We should celebrate. Y'know, the right way.
[y'know.]
I mean, you don't get to do this birthday over again when you get back.
[...Okay, the first thing Ichigo's mind shoots off to? Is definitely not what Yosuke probably meant by that. He actually blushes, and just manages to catch himself before his eyes fly open in surprise.]
What do you-
[Mid sentence, he finally figures out what Yosuke actually meant-and his blush drops suddenly.]
Ah, right. Drinking. Yeah, sure-if we can find some, I'd be okay with it.
[God forbid Yosuke go into yet another gay panic, so definitely for the best.
Ichigo's eyebrows go up at that, hearing Yosuke's excitement. It's contagious, but a part of him nags that there are more important things to do than celebrate his 20th birthday. No doubt by that time, the Techs will inflict something horrible on them again...
...But at the same time, it sounds...really nice. It's what makes him nod after a moment.]
Sure. I mean, if we can find enough stuff-and I'm not too sure about how much help I'll be.
[Since there's only so much you can glean from touch alone, after all. Still, he's starting to gain some of that excitement, and it shows.]
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[He's happy to see Ichigo just take a seat, because he wants to help him now, even with stupid things like this. He takes a seat as well and slides the across the table to himself, so he can flip it over to unwrap the paper.
...immediately, it's a little gunky. Yosuke makes a face at the chocolate, but says nothing, not wanting to be rude. Ichigo was nice enough to offer to share something so rare with him. He isn't going to look the horse in the mouth.]
...Hm. It's a little melted, but it's not that bad. Here... [Touching the bar on the parts still covered by the paper, he snaps it in half gently.] ...you can go ahead and take some. It'll be sticky, but that's it.
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Got it.
[Well...taking some after a few awkward misses. It's hard to gauge where things are when you can't see them, and going off of the sound of Yosuke's voice only helps so much.
But when he has it in hand, he doesn't even miss a beat and pops some into his mouth, obviously relishing the taste. In fact, from the way he looks...it's obvious chocolate is one of Ichigo's favorite foods, as a delighted smile crosses his face.
God, he hadn't tasted chocolate in way too long. It was so good!]
I'm glad it hasn't gone bad, at least.
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He chews and smacks on it hurriedly, barely taking the time to savor it despite how good it is, before taking another bite. When he glances back up, he catches the weird look on Ichigo's face.
Wow, uh. He... really likes chocolate.]
Psh, it's chocolate. Maybe it'd melt, but I don't think it would go bad.
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[Specifically, when the cocoa butter actually seeps to the top of the bar with milk chocolate, which is what this is.
And if Yosuke is thinking it's the best thing he's ever eaten, Ichigo is nearly having a religious experience over this damn bar of chocolate. He's trying to hide how much he really, really loves it...but like always, he's super shitty at trying to hide his real feelings.
Besides, it's a hell of a lot better than canned food and stuff so packed full of preservatives that it'd last through a nuclear winter. Sure, Rin was a great cook, but that could only go so far.]
...So...nineteen, huh. You know, if we were back home you'd only have one more year before you could legally drink.
[Not that it means much here-and besides, this place looked american. Wasn't the drinking age 21 there?]
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[hell, everyone could use a drink.]
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[DON'T MIND HIM, he'll just. turn his head away and take another bite of the chocolate himself, trying not to show the faint embarrassment he has over getting the year wrong.]
...Yeah, I am. I'll turn twenty-
[He pauses, then blinks.]
-Next month. July 15th.
[Yes, he was born on the 15th. and it's possible to read his name as 'one five' as well.
Just layers to that name, seriously.
But it actually makes him stop eating for a second, expression going a bit somber. Twenty already...That'd make two birthdays that passed while he's still stuck in this place.
So when Yosuke mentions drinking, he just gives a slow nod.]
...Yeah.
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[He leans in a little closer, grinning, even though Ichigo can't see it. But, surely, he has to be exuding an aura of mischief here anyway. It's practically rolling off of him. Like an odor.]
We should celebrate. Y'know, the right way.
[y'know.]
I mean, you don't get to do this birthday over again when you get back.
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What do you-
[Mid sentence, he finally figures out what Yosuke actually meant-and his blush drops suddenly.]
Ah, right. Drinking. Yeah, sure-if we can find some, I'd be okay with it.
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Yeah, drinking. Come on, man! Get hyped! You're gonna be twenty, that only happens once.
[Yosuke sounds pretty excited about this. The way you'd expect an underage teenager to get excited about something as mundane as beer or whatever.]
You wanna invite other people? It can be, like, a real thing.
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Ichigo's eyebrows go up at that, hearing Yosuke's excitement. It's contagious, but a part of him nags that there are more important things to do than celebrate his 20th birthday. No doubt by that time, the Techs will inflict something horrible on them again...
...But at the same time, it sounds...really nice. It's what makes him nod after a moment.]
Sure. I mean, if we can find enough stuff-and I'm not too sure about how much help I'll be.
[Since there's only so much you can glean from touch alone, after all. Still, he's starting to gain some of that excitement, and it shows.]
Sounds pretty nice, anyway.