After finishing up his meal, Alastair let out a satisfied sigh. He then glanced over to Rachael, who was still busy munching away on her last crepe.
"Yeesh," Alastair began.
"Mm?" Rachael looked up in confusion.
"Heh, nothing, it's just..." Alastair reached his hand across the counter, petting Rachael's head.
"You're kind of cute sometimes!" He grinned.
Rachael suddenly began choking.
"R-Rachael, hey...!" Alastair cried out, quickly jumping up from the booth and running over to her.
As he patted her back, she coughed.
"Man, sorry I said anything..." Alastair grumbled.
"You aren't one to give sudden compliments, you know..." Rachael mumbled.
Alastair smirked.
"I guess not, huh?" He said with a laugh.
"Right, well," Alastair began, standing up.
"Hurry and finish so we can go do our job at the arena," he instructed.
"Mm..." Rachael mumbled, plopping the last piece of crepe in
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