This seemed a bit longer when I wrote it, and somewhat humorous.
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Mustache
"I just love men with mustaches!" Portia began to ramble about her obsession while the half-listening Mitsukai hatched a plan…
"I heard you had a little fight with Portia. Wear this, and maybe she'll forgive you." Moe looked confused as he read this letter from Mitsukai, and even more so when he unwrapped the present attached.
This is a bit odd, but I suppose I trust Mitsukai's judgment. With that thought, he put on his gift, and went off to search for Portia.
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"Um, Moe, I think there's a fuzzy brown caterpillar on your upper lip, ruffian."
"Caterpillar? No, that's my mustache, myawn. You like?"
"Yeah sure…looks great." Portia backed away, somewhat disturbed. Muttering a quick excuse, she left Moe alone.
'Note to self,' she said mentally, men with mustaches are so out.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXHehe, will things ever work out for Moe? Personally, I don't know. For this is going to be a forever-ongoing thing until Moe and Portia stop making so many comments about each other.