[ If Yoimiya was in the right state of mind, she would be proud to see Ayaka and Cloud taking their first shots of Fire-Water like champs. (NEVER MIND THE WINCING, SHE THINKS YOU DID GREAT AYAKA!) She vaguely hears Cloud saying something about taking four shots, her words from earlier have yet to even dawn on her, far too consumed with engaging in this questionable stare-down with her boyfriend that may or may not have a bit of steamy tension in the air.
Just a bit.
She narrows her eyes at Tartaglia, his pompous taunts rile her up even further. Who does this brat think he is with that stupid smirk that somehow grows even more smug, those big blue eyes that light a fire in her competitive heart, his dashing good looks that have the power to make her melt... focus, Yoimiya, focus!
He's daring her to do her worst? Heh, she knows exactly how to wipe that smirk right off his face. Without any single ounce of hesitation or shame, she yoinks her brat boyfriend down to crash their lips together for an... angry (???) kiss. LOOK, SHE HAS A POINT TO PROVE—
... Okay, maybe she is a little drunk. SORRY AYAKA AND CLOUD, she'll apologize for this later. But she's not embarrassed shaiogh SOBS ]
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Just a bit.
She narrows her eyes at Tartaglia, his pompous taunts rile her up even further. Who does this brat think he is with that stupid smirk that somehow grows even more smug, those big blue eyes that light a fire in her competitive heart, his dashing good looks that have the power to make her melt... focus, Yoimiya, focus!
He's daring her to do her worst? Heh, she knows exactly how to wipe that smirk right off his face. Without any single ounce of hesitation or shame, she yoinks her brat boyfriend down to crash their lips together for an... angry (???) kiss. LOOK, SHE HAS A POINT TO PROVE—
... Okay, maybe she is a little drunk. SORRY AYAKA AND CLOUD, she'll apologize for this later.
But she's not embarrassed shaiogh SOBS]