"Whatever you say, Timon," Roxas answered, still pretty amused by the meerkat. "You're going to regret not eating it slower though..."
Brain freeze was bad enough on its own, but brain freeze with something so salty was just miserable. Roxas could remember that much, though he'd never done it to himself. He sat back down and took another small bite of his own ice cream. It was still in his mouth when he remembered what Vyers had told him to do to practice with talking to girls.
How was he supposed to say that kind of stuff to Timon, though? He looked at the meerkat, and tried to think of something to compliment. "Your hair...is a nice shade of red..." he finally said after a long silence. He couldn't have sounded more awkward if his life depended on it.
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Brain freeze was bad enough on its own, but brain freeze with something so salty was just miserable. Roxas could remember that much, though he'd never done it to himself. He sat back down and took another small bite of his own ice cream. It was still in his mouth when he remembered what Vyers had told him to do to practice with talking to girls.
How was he supposed to say that kind of stuff to Timon, though? He looked at the meerkat, and tried to think of something to compliment. "Your hair...is a nice shade of red..." he finally said after a long silence. He couldn't have sounded more awkward if his life depended on it.