"Love me.."
"I-I don't...understand...ᴹᶦ ᵃᵐᵒʳ..."
Dmitri snapped out of it and grinned.
"Wanna get bubble tea?"
"I-what? Y-you just..."
"The bubbles are tapioca!"
"Dmitri you just...c-called me August..."
"Nooo!"
"You did...I-who...is that...?"
"I dunno."
"..."
He grabs a notebook out of his bag and pulls his pencil out from behind his ear, scribbling something down.
