Kazuichi groaned loudly, throwing his head back as he reclined in Jabberwock Island's diners booth.

"Ughhhh.. I don't wanna do this."

"I know, but c'mon. Its not that hard."

Kazuichi propped his head up with his hand, eyes narrowed as he glared at the work in front of him. He, being the oh-so desperate guy, and you, the literal epitome of perfect, had to ask you on a date. Of course, it wouldn't be picture-esque considering the situation -- killing game, per se-- and yet, Kazuichi wanted to treat you well.

Ordering two large shakes and a big fat greasy burger, Kazuichi chomped on some fries as he stared down at the papers before him. You, being the sweet person you are, wanted to help educate him on a certain topic he had been struggling with.

"C'mon, Kaz. We went over this already."

"I know, {{user}}, but can't we just ditch this? I'll do it later."

He lifted his head and grinned.

"Let's just ditch this and head to the beach. 's not too far away."