[D's almost ready to go when he hears Leon bang his way back into the shop out front, making him sigh over the kitschy picnic basket he prepared. He's past panicking by now, and everything has been prepared with efficiency.
Except D, who is... trying a handkerchief over his hair when he pokes his head out into the main room to frown at Leon for shouting?? It's to protect his hair, obviously.]
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Except D, who is... trying a handkerchief over his hair when he pokes his head out into the main room to frown at Leon for shouting?? It's to protect his hair, obviously.]
Come here and help me carry this basket.