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[ Nonon was about to drop in a handful of the boring unflavored pieces of cereal back into the box when she sees it pulled away. She makes a face up at Ryuko only to hear that about a date. Well, she's pretty sure it's a date. It's a date right? What else could it be?

Dammit, why is her pulse racing so fast? She just stuffs the handful of marshmallow-less pieces into her mouth, trying to calm herself down. She swallows and puts on a smile, smug slightly, but honestly happy. ]

...So a night of batting cages and arcades? [ That's what delinquents do, right? ] Wait, batting cages could actually be pretty fun.