Thank you~! I feel very lucky. Hard work pays off, naa!
[ She raises her cup to toast his too, locking eyes with a smile. Her sister had a clubhouse when she was first making clothing for AKINDO and selling it at the flea market with her rag tag gang of artist friends and classmates... and what sprung from a cute handmade backpack in a flea market in a small Tokyo neighborhood turned into an international affair spanning decades. And in Miwako's own case, George's uncle just so happened to have a bar he didn't want to run anymore, and let the kids turn it into their hangout spot to make gorgeous clothes that... ultimately ended up as an experience more than an investment. They sold one dress on consignment. One. But they won second-place in the senior fashion show and George ended up on his own international journey even without the scholarship to London Mikako had won back in her day, and somehow it's not too wild to think that he may not have been on that boat to France the day Miwako last saw home had he not found the safe haven that was the little tucked-away hiding spot they called their "atelier." In an entirely different dimension with people she'd have never met back home, such as this beautiful Italian-Japanese space-traveling sexy punky boy and an infamous medieval samurai general she'd had no idea was so attractive in reality, plus the help of some magical animals, in this moment raising her toast to Gokudera's, she has to wonder... what would come out of her atelier? It boggles the mind. All she can do is smile. ]
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[ She raises her cup to toast his too, locking eyes with a smile. Her sister had a clubhouse when she was first making clothing for AKINDO and selling it at the flea market with her rag tag gang of artist friends and classmates... and what sprung from a cute handmade backpack in a flea market in a small Tokyo neighborhood turned into an international affair spanning decades. And in Miwako's own case, George's uncle just so happened to have a bar he didn't want to run anymore, and let the kids turn it into their hangout spot to make gorgeous clothes that... ultimately ended up as an experience more than an investment. They sold one dress on consignment. One. But they won second-place in the senior fashion show and George ended up on his own international journey even without the scholarship to London Mikako had won back in her day, and somehow it's not too wild to think that he may not have been on that boat to France the day Miwako last saw home had he not found the safe haven that was the little tucked-away hiding spot they called their "atelier." In an entirely different dimension with people she'd have never met back home, such as this beautiful Italian-Japanese space-traveling sexy punky boy and an infamous medieval samurai general she'd had no idea was so attractive in reality, plus the help of some magical animals, in this moment raising her toast to Gokudera's, she has to wonder... what would come out of her atelier? It boggles the mind. All she can do is smile. ]
Chin-chin~