[Richard's eyes widen just slightly, and he's about to say "You haven't had marshmallows before?"
... but then a memory surfaces in the back of his mind of his father angrily ordering him to dismantle his storage room fort and scolding him for doing such childish things in the first place, and the words never leave his mouth.]
You can have more marshmallows than hot chocolate if you want. And whipped cream, too.
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[He doesn't know how to make it, but it can't be that complicated, right? Surely he can figure it out. Mafuyu deserves at least that much.]
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[Nice and warm and soothing.]
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I can have marshmallows.
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... but then a memory surfaces in the back of his mind of his father angrily ordering him to dismantle his storage room fort and scolding him for doing such childish things in the first place, and the words never leave his mouth.]
You can have more marshmallows than hot chocolate if you want. And whipped cream, too.
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... I can't wait.