Sophie had invited him over for cake, after asking him to comment on her butt and then asking if he was getting married. It was extremely awkward, needless to say, but he did say he was going over, and unless you're a Summon Spirit, Mithos at least tries to keep his promises. Swallowing his pride, and while clearly appearing nervous, Mithos approached the location specified by Sophie on the network.
Why was he nervous? Why was this such a big deal to him? He wasn't nervous about being around a bunch of humans, for once; it was Sophie. And he had no idea why that weird, socially inept girl with purple hair was getting to him the way she so obviously was.
Already blushing, Mithos raises his hand to knock.
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Sophie had invited him over for cake, after asking him to comment on her butt and then asking if he was getting married. It was extremely awkward, needless to say, but he did say he was going over, and unless you're a Summon Spirit, Mithos at least tries to keep his promises. Swallowing his pride, and while clearly appearing nervous, Mithos approached the location specified by Sophie on the network.
Why was he nervous? Why was this such a big deal to him? He wasn't nervous about being around a bunch of humans, for once; it was Sophie. And he had no idea why that weird, socially inept girl with purple hair was getting to him the way she so obviously was.
Already blushing, Mithos raises his hand to knock.