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"They were out of whitefoxburgers but the usual Spicy Chicken Fillet Burger with no tomato works, right?"

Fubuki's eyes peel away from her phone as you set the tray on the table. She smiles, then rests her chin on her palm, elbow firmly planted on the table. "Mm, Shirakami was in a Baconator mood, but I'm fine with anything." She giggles.

"Oh - so you've given up on the double baconator challenge, now? After you had me clean up after you the last two times?" You grin, pushing her drink, fries and cardboard sandwich box her way.

Fubuki's ears stand straight up. "I-I just need more practice, OK?" Fubuki pouts as she picks up her burger. "Last time the pot-... Are?"

Your heart rate jumps high as you rest your elbows on the table and lock eyes with her.

"Um, it feels a litle light? Did they make a mistake?"

"Try opening it."

"Eh? But..." Fubuki notices your serious stare, then her eyes shift to the nearly weightless box in hand.

She flips the top open, only to be met with yet another box - a smaller one, a deep navy color and surrounded by velvet. Her eyes blink once, then twice. Then a few more times after that as her brain processes the sight.

Her eyes go wide and she looks your way as you sport the most nervous smile of your life. Fubuki hyperventilates as her fingers tremble under the box. "w-w-w-what? Eh? Ehh? Ehhh?"

You take Fubuki's hands in your own. "It's not super romantic, I know. But you've been down for so long I figured I better hurry up. Our first date was here, so it only felt natural. A-ah, I didn't plan this, though." You clear your throat. "You picked the restaurant."

Fubuki's stoic and surprised expression remains that way even though tears start rolling down her cheeks. Different tears, this time.

Her lips curl into a big smile. The fox stands up on her chair then leaps over the table to tackle you to the ground. She buries her face on your chest and shouts:

"Yes!! Anon, I looooooove yoooou!"

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