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From: Usui Takumi
Subject: Blah
Say something to motivate your master, Misa-Chan!
The phone beeped once. Looking at the preview screen for the sender, she set down her pen and gripped the phone in both hands. A smile graced her face, her eyes scanning the contents of her boyfriend's text.
Say something to motivate your master...
"Feeling down today, nee Space Alien," She remarked to herself. Her fingers paused on the keys of her phone. He had a psychology exam this afternoon, and the subject had been troubling him all semester.
After a second's thought, she began keying her reply.
Be-beep!
Looking away from the window, Usui Takumi's thoughts were brought back to his half eaten lunch and lukewarm coffee, but most importantly the cell phone on the table beside it.
From: Ayuzawa Misaki
Subject: Motivation
Blue. Lace trim. Silver bow in the back.
"Hm," He mused aloud, smirking. He pushed a button and lifted the phone to his ear. "You sure to know how to motivate, Ayuzawa. Even if it's a lie."
She giggles a little. "Glad to hear it, hentai baka."
"Wish me luck? Exam starts in five. I'm walking to the classroom now."
"Since when do you need luck?" He holds back a laugh at her scoffing tone.
"Onegai, Misa?" The pout is evident in his tone, and he imagines she can all but picture him as the puppy dog he personifies from time to time.
"You get through that exam, Ta-ku-mi, and I'll send you evidence that I'm not lying."
"... that I'm not lying."
She flipped the phone closed and threw it on the bed in her dorm room.
"Take that, Perverted Space Alien."