You can't give me this adorable pic and call it a day. I still haven't forgive you. Well, it's not like I need to, nor do I need your apology. O'l Blanc needs to grow up and be independent and not rely on others. And do it, one must commit adult behavior! I'm going to stay in Diluc's tavern, wait for Diluc whilst I whisk my glass of wine on my right hand, and fiddle my phone with the other. The moody jazz that sounds similar to persona 5, the atmosphere tainted in cool, yet somewhat dried atmosphere, the muffled voices around was not taken clearly inside my mind. With the sleep of the sun, the moon has its wake. Over in the counter, there was I. Waiting for Diluc as I bore myself with someone on the phone, and ignore the others who approached me with sensual desires. Oh Diluc, you better yet come before someone else.