[The pause after her remark makes him wonder - she didn't seem to remember much about the last time they met. He ponders if she had a sense of what happened after the sake settled in. The brief moment of warmth, underneath the cherry blossom petals.]
[He shrugs his shoulders back, trying to keep the swell of awkwardness at bay.]
No particular preference. I do like when its strong. Packs a punch, so to speak.
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[He shrugs his shoulders back, trying to keep the swell of awkwardness at bay.]
No particular preference. I do like when its strong. Packs a punch, so to speak.