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madnesswithmadhu · 8 months ago
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haii:3 yo useem really cool I also really like gavis bettel and pjsk,,, I woyld love to be mutuals:>
I FOLLOWED U BACK!!!
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literaturereviewhelp · 2 months ago
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The Existing Relationship between Technology and Culture d) An Overview of Technology and Culture of International Companies in the Western Industrialized Countries e) The Impact of Technology in Business f) The Phenomenon of Globalization g) The Technology and Culture in the Third World Countries Analysis ConclusionIntroduction Background of the Study Both culture and technology are two different entities. Culture is generally defined as the shared and learned behaviors of individual members of society that different them from the others (Damen, 1987; Keesing, 1974; Kroeber & Kluckhohn, 1952; Linton, 1945; Useem & Useem, 1963). Culture embraces the following components such as ideas, habits, values, goods, inherited artefacts and technical processes (Malinowski, 1944). On the one hand, technology is defined as the creation, alteration, application of science to improve a pre – existing remedy to a problem or address a problem, in order to achieve an end goal. According to Parsons (1966), technology is a sort of competence on the part of the organization due to the capacity of technology to control and make transformations in the physical environment in which these changes are assisting the needs and demands of human beings. Meanwhile, Reddy (1983) suggested that technology serves as a transport of the genetic codes of communities where they have been created. Nevertheless, there are many existing literatures which claim how both technology and culture do affect each other. Farahani (1996) suggested that culture is something that can be described as a compatibility with the environment of human beings as well as the relationship that individuals establish with the environment. In this regard, Geertz (1973) suggested that culture also encompasses the technology as its part so that individuals can know and understand how to turn out to be a functioning, working and effective member of society. Culture happens to be a significant parameter in the design, development as well as utilization of technology (Shahnavaz, no date). That is to say, technology is an entity which is an inseparable part of culture. On the one hand, technology which is known for its technical aspects directly or indirectly influences the values, tradition, or even the environment (Farahani, 1996). It is the case that technology has caused both to the loss of home – grown culture and creating new technological culture (Farahani, 1996; Shahnavaz, no date). However, there exist problems in the technology and culture relationship. Farahani (1996) raised the challenge of how culture can accommodate the developments in technology without that particular culture being deteriorated. Apart from that, the challenge that Farahani (1996) pointed out is how both culture and technology can satisfy their conditions to each other in such a way that technology can be integrated into culture without devastating culture. Given this, this paper addresses the need to analyze and compare the impacts of technology on culture of a country. Since examining the effects of technology in a country is too broad, this paper uses international companies as cases. Significance of the Study Read the full article
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charon-blogz · 4 months ago
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YOUR PROFILE IS LITERALLY SO AWESOME SAUCE YOU SEEM LIKE A REALLY COOL PERSON
One thanks!!! Yo useem really cool too!! I love people who type in all caps! (≡^∇^≡)
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howardseth · 6 months ago
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Power Causes Brain Damage
Jerry Useem writes: If power were a prescription drug, it would come with a long list of known side effects. It can intoxicate. It can corrupt. It can even make Henry Kissinger believe that he’s sexually magnetic. But can it cause brain damage? In a 2017 article written by Jerry Useem, he writes about how people in power seemingly lose something once they arrive at their destination. There is a…
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gnatswatting · 8 months ago
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• If power were a prescription drug, it would come with a long list of known side effects. It can intoxicate. It can corrupt. It can even make Henry Kissinger believe that he’s sexually magnetic. —Jerry Useem
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78tre45 · 1 year ago
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wildlycuriouswanderercj · 2 years ago
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nike 8/1 day of no return
got pissed off my vision shook during a tranaction with a lady and her 2 boys
as i scanne the items 2 items werent regster correctly
i rescan and everytime she would ask if i scanned it twice
obiously yes
i needed to its not like u hear a dam beep and its scanned espcially if the price isnt even changing
then she in the end told me to recount
which i did
i ddint count out loud for them
i couldnt 13
and then brought up the 3 shoes
with the bag
first i thought i missed counted
then she said why useem mad
and i was mad
but in the end
i said
like i said
rest assured
we do this all day
it the fact she didnt believe me
second was a kid who said see u buddy or someth like that
third was the minion girl who mocked my chinese
if they knew englih
u only go english
i asked if they have 1 cent
i shouldve just given them 99 cents
and i will
from here on
i am no longer giving ANYBODY
ANY breaks
cute ugly young or old
u pay exact what u owe
black lady
black kid
asian fat chick
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 4 years ago
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Grievances and Ideology
“Once a riot has begun, many inmates use it as an occasion for purely individualistic predation. But such motives will not initiate a riot. Inmates do not band together, even momentarily, to seize hostages or expel the guards from an area merely in order to steal food from the canteen or to steal from other inmates' cells. In some riots the initiators are motivated by racial or gang-related hostility; but no riot we studied was of this type. In the cases we studied, the initiators were motivated by grievances against the state or the guard force.
We believe that deprivation does have to do with prison riots. It is not the physical condition of the inmates which matters, but their mental state; not their "objective" deprivation (at least not directly), but their subjective experience of deprivation and grievance. Subjective deprivation cannot be inferred with confidence from measures of income, caloric consumption, square feet per inmate, or the like. Between the objective stimuli and the subjective response there is a mediating linkage of cognitive processes. Subjective deprivation is hard to isolate and study. This is not a reason to suppose that it is of negligible importance.
Subjective deprivation is not a constant. There is great variation in the sense of injustice felt by prisoners. Some seethe with repressed fury, others gripe, others would much rather be outside but exhibit stoic resignation, and still others go to school, learn trades, and optimistically, contentedly, prepare for their release. There is variation among prisoners and among prisons. In some minimum-security facilities hardly anyone is inclined to riot, with or without organization.
In general, information, change and instability, and ideology can intensify the feelings of deprivation and destroy the presumption of legitimacy. One telling sort of information is evidence that other persons, similar in the relevant aspects, have better lives; for instance, prisoners in other prisons, with similar records, in the same or different states. If conditions actually are better elsewhere or have been better here in the past, it must be shown that these comparisons are irrelevant because circumstances now and here create a special situation, universally judged to be qualitatively different from those others. In particular, since the prisoner (unlike the Russian serf, the born slave, e.g.) has actually lived in better conditions of life, those of freedom, the authorities must impress upon him the universality of society's judgment that he is no longer the same sort of being that he was when he was a free man, a citizen, and that he is no longer entitled to the same privileges of life.
Uniformity and stability also contribute to the presumption of legitimacy; change and disorder weaken it; and arbitrariness and chaos shatter it. Fluctuating and unpredictable standards, a multiplicity of competing rules, give the lie to the legitimacy of an order. When every shift commander has a different set of rules, the odds are that they are all wrong; when the administration says something different every day, all its pronouncements are certainly lies; when corrections officials bicker and fight among themselves, they all must be scoundrels: this is how the inmate reasons. If none of the authorities' statements about what is possible need be believed, then the measure of what is "possible" becomes, for the inmate, a matter of rumor, speculation, wishful thinking, and study. When things are made worse, there had better be a cause—a decline in resources, a mass escape, or a noticeable change in the balance of political force; otherwise, the new level of deprivation will be taken as illegitimate. Even when things are made better, there had better be a cause—otherwise, yesterday's rule was illegitimate;and if the rule was illegitimate yesterday, mightn't it be so again today?”
-  Bert Useem and Peter Kimball, States of Siege: U.S. Prison Riots, 1971-1986. Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1991. pp. 204-205.  
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useemdesigns-blog · 6 years ago
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modawkwins · 7 years ago
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qquiinnyy · 2 years ago
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useem likr the type of person to live in canada r u canadian
Why does everyone think I’m Canadian actually I want to know like please answer this why do I give Canadian vibes pls tell me
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orpheuslament · 2 years ago
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um useem like ur a fun friend like i’d never be bored around u + u always have something interesting to talk abt bc u have lots of interesting ideas floating around ur head <3
im actually super boring irl cus i dont know how to talk to ppl BUT start a conversation about smth im passionate about & u wont get me to shut up
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obsessive-ego · 4 years ago
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At Wal-Mart and I saw a gravestone in the Halloween section that said "Ken useeme"
Can you see me
Beetlejuice???
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davekabata · 4 years ago
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BGM POR LA NEVIDEBLA PARKO 不可視な公園のためのBGM
Kio estas Tria Kulturo-Infanoj? La kulturo de la lando, kie naskiĝis la gepatroj, estas la unua kulturo, la kulturo de la lando, kie ili nuntempe vivas, estas la dua kulturo, kaj inter ĉi tiuj du kulturoj, ni kreos unikan vivkulturon sen aparteno al specifa kulturo. Rilatas al infanoj. サードカルチャーキッズとは? 両親の生まれた国の文化を第一文化、現在生活している国の文化を第二文化とし、この2つの文化の間で、特定の文化に属することなく独自の生活文化を創造していく子どもたちのことをいう。
Resumante tion, kion ni observis en niaj transkulturaj renkontiĝoj, ni komencis uzi la esprimon "tria kulturo" kiel ĝenerala termino por kovri la vivstilojn kreitajn, dividitajn kaj lernitajn de homoj, kiuj estas rilatantaj al sia socioj, aŭ sekcioj de ili, unu al la alia. La termino "Triaj Kulturaj Infanoj" aŭ TCK-oj estis kreita por nomi la infanojn, kiuj akompanas siajn gepatrojn en alian socion. - Ruth Hill Useem, TCK-Mondo: La Oficiala Hejmo de Triaj Kulturaj Infanoj 私たちは、異文化との出会いの中で見てきたことを整理して、それぞれの社会、あるいはその一部を互いに結びつけようとする人たちが生み出し、共有し、学んでいく生活スタイルの総称として「第三の文化」という言葉を使い始めた。また、親に同行して別の社会に入っていく子どもたちを「Third Culture Kids」(TCK)と呼ぶようになった。
Kie estis la ripozejo por mi, kiu havis du landojn kaj estis edukita duoble? Kien devas iri mia amo? Kie estas mia identeco? Ĉu ĝi estas unu el Japanio aŭ Usono, aŭ ĉu mi apartenas al la mondo?  「 二つの国をもち、二重の育てられ方をした私にとって、安住の場所はどこだったのか。私の愛情はどこに向ければよいのか。私の身元はどこなのか。日本かアメリカの一方なのか、両方なのか、それとも世界に私は属しているのだろうか 」
Mi ne scias, kio estas mia hejmurbo La sento, ke mi estas ĉi tie kaj foriris ĉi tie delonge kaj revenis 「故郷というものは知らない 故郷とはなんだろう 俺はここにいて 長い間ここを離れて 戻ってきたんだなという感覚」
Homoj naskiĝas el ŝtonoj kaj revenas al ŝtonoj 「人間は石から生まれて石に戻る」
Foje mi havas miajn proprajn fortojn, ĉiuokaze, en ĉi tiu elemento de embaraso kaj konflikto, vivante inter la du mondoj kaj konstante spertante konfliktojn inter la Oriento kaj la Okcidento, la pasinteco kaj la nuntempo. 「 ときどき私は、自分に固有の長所は、とにかく、この当惑と葛藤という要素であり、自分は二つの世界のあいだで生きており、常に東洋と西洋、過去と現在との軋轢を経験していると思っている 」
Kiam vi nudiĝas en termofonto Mi havas nudan rilaton Patrino ne estis tre malvolonta Mia patro tute ne sentis reziston. Lia patro en Santa Isabeu banis sin en kuira kaj bolanta bano. Estis nenio, kaj ĝi ofte estis.  「 はじめて温泉に入ったとき 母親はあんまり気乗りしていなかった でも父親は全く抵抗感がなかった  Santa Isabeuでも焚火でお湯を沸かし、気持ちよさそうに入浴していた。 何でもないことだけど、それが自分を安心させてくれた。」
Mia domo translokiĝis al Brazilo por mia avo kaj laboris ĉe kafejo. Kultivado de kafo vendota en Brazilo. Mi povis resti anstataŭ terkultivado. Li konfidis siajn esperojn eksterlande kaj pene kultivis. Aŭskultante la rakonton tiutempe, ĝi estis severa pasinteco. Grundo, kie kafo malfacile kreskas, neegalaj transakcioj, repago de ŝuldo. 「私の家は、ひいお爺ちゃんの代にブラジルに移住して、彼らはコーヒー農場で働いていた。 ブラジルで売るためのコーヒーの栽培。 農業を行う代わりに滞在ができた。 海外へ希望を託し、開拓へ奔走した。 過酷な日々だった。  コーヒーが実りづらい土壌、不平等な取引、借金の返済。 」
Miaj gepatroj ekkonis sin en San-Paŭlo, kaj post iom da tempo mi naskiĝis. Mi translokiĝis al Japanio en la aĝo de kvar jaroj kaj ne revenis dum preskaŭ dek tri jaroj. 「 サンパウロで両親が知り合い、しばらくしてから自分が生まれた。 4歳で日本に越してきて、それから13年近く帰っていなかった。 」 La memoro pri kiam mi havis kvar jarojn restas vigla. La sento transloĝiĝi kun la tuta familio ankaŭ estas en mia kapo kiel hieraŭ. Mi eĉ ne konas la kulturon, sed mi sentis la aeron en Japanio malvarma. Estis sento, ke homoj preterpasas unu la alian. 「 4歳の記憶は鮮明に残っている。 家族総出で引っ越した時の感覚は昨日のように覚えている。 文化すら知らなかったから思うことだけど、日本の空気は冷たいと感じた。 」
Estas malfacile rekoni la gradecon de la permesebla gamo. Se mi naskiĝus kaj kreskus en la sama lando, mi pensas, ke mi estus pli komforta.   「 人当たりが、なんとなくすれ違うような感覚があった。 どこまでが許容範囲なのか、そのグラデーショ��を認識するのが難しい。 もし同じ国で生まれ育っていたら、もっと気楽になれたのかなと思う。 」
Estas monteto, kie vi povas bicikli la unuan fojon kiam vi estis malgranda. Kiam mi estis en mia dua mezlernejo, mi vizitis la monteton denove. 「 小さいころ、初めて自転車が乗れるようになった丘がある。 高校2年生の時、その丘を再び訪れた。 」
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jessicafurseth · 4 years ago
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Reading List, Like Water Feeling Its Way Over An Edge double edition.
Fucking in Cornwall, by Ella Frears
The rain is thick and there’s half a rainbow over the damp beach; just put your hand up my top. I’ve walked around that local museum a hundred times and I’ve decided that the tiny, stuffed dog labelled: the smallest dog in the world, is a fake. Kiss me in a pasty shop with all the ovens on. I’ve held a warm, new egg on a farm and thought about fucking. I’ve held a tiny green crab in the palm of my hand. I’ve pulled my sleeve over my fingers and picked a nettle and held it to a boy’s throat like a sword. Unlace my shoes in that alley and lift me gently onto the bins. The bright morning sun is coming and coming and the holiday children have their yellow buckets ready. Do you remember what it felt like to dig a hole all day with a tiny spade just to watch it fill with sea? I want it like that – like water feeling its way over an edge. Like two bright-red anemones in a rock-pool, tentacles waving ecstatically. Like the gorse has caught fire across the moors and you are the ghost of a fisherman, who always hated land.
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*** Some stories about how the lockdown is going [TL;DR not well]
This is the "Third Quarter" of the pandemic and what we are experiencing is normal - just ask antarctic researchers, space travel scientists and submarine officers [Tara Law, Time]
"You can’t govern the people you live with in a series of edicts. ...  But I have reached the point of 2021 when that’s all I want to do. There’s a suite of feelings and thoughts occurring in the house that I want a complete veto over because everyone is irritating the hell out of me." [Zoe Williams, The Guardian]
"It’s not a pleasure, but it’s the best we’ve got, all of us walking in place until we have somewhere to walk to." I'm sick of walking around [Monica Heisey, The Guardian}
"I’ll read a page of my book before migrating over to Instagram, losing myself in its emptiness for half an hour before I even realize what I’m doing. During work, I’ll write two sentences of a draft, then click new tab and type in Twitter.com. Others spend hours with their eyes glazed over as they flick through TikTok, disappear down YouTube rabbit holes, or sit down at their computers, only to blink and realize they’ve been playing Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla for five hours straight." What the pandemic is doing to our attention spans [Angela Lashbrook, Debugger at Medium] 
The case for bringing back the nervous breakdown, or, why it should be easier to admit that it's just a bit too much [Jerry Useem, The Atlantic]
"It’s not just the multitasking that makes us feel muddled. It’s also the stress. Chronically high levels of the hormone cortisol, which is associated with stress, can lead to memory impairments in healthy adults." Why the pandemic has made it feel like your brain is broken [Jessica Grose, The New York Times]
"Ten months into the pandemic, I know the rhythms of the courier networks better than I know my menstrual cycle. Royal Mail in the morning; DPD and Hermes in the afternoon. Amazon comes any time, including late at night. DPD couriers insist on taking a photo of you with the package, mortifyingly. I wonder where these photos go: me in a food-stained tracksuit, dirty-haired, holding an armful of packages I can’t remember ordering with an abashed smile. I pray they never see the light of day." [Sirin Kale, The Guardian] 
It's ok to complain about how much we have lost to this pandemic. [Sarah Manavis, The New Statesman]
*** Some stories that are still about the pandemic, but a bit more uplifting
"I think that we map memories onto places—even more, that our memories live inside places. I remember last year visiting the library in Saratoga that I used to go to in high school, which I hadn’t been to since then. It turned out that I only remembered half of it, and when I walked into the (previously) un-remembered half, all of these other memories flooded back with it. Or more generally, when I look across the bay at San Francisco, I feel like I’m looking at my 20s. That’s one of the reasons I’ve always scoffed at the idea of uploading one’s brain, because my memories are all scattered across the landscape, and I have to travel across it to re-encounter them." Jenny Odell [Ross Simonini, The Believer]
"During lockdown, I've found solace in online recipe comments" - this embodies the only type of corona coverage I'm interested in at this point [Sophie Haigeny, The Guardian] 
Maps of our personal covid worlds [Laura Bliss and Jessica Martin, Bloomberg CityLab] 
I miss restaurants so damn much and most of all, I miss taking them for granted. [Rachel Sugar, Grub Street]
Finding peace in an unexpected corner of the internet: Nun Twitter [Sirin Kale, The Guardian] 
They no longer make VHS tapes, and the nostalgia market is booming [Hannah Selinger, The New York Times]
"Why did I ever believe that a teenage girl could hold all the power?" Tavi Gevinson on Britney Spears, and on all of us [The Cut]
"Street View-hopping resonates with the oft-stated desire to see the world as it really is, or to get “off the beaten path,” which turns out to be mostly miles of road and trees and sky. At a time when we have been staring out windows at the same stretch of street, and taking the same drives to the same grocery stores, it can be cathartic to get dropped on another patch of road—somewhere else, but not so different after all." On browsing Google Street View during the pandemic [Sophie Haigeny, The New Yorker]
Even before the pandemic, American culture was embracing numbness as an antidote for the overload of digital capitalism. [Kyle Chayka, The New York Times]
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famej · 5 years ago
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Hidden Boldness
Mitsuki Aoi x Reader
Innocent was usually the most fitting adjective for Mitsuki. You’ve never seen him initiate dirty activities nord oing anything to you without your permission, any behaviour propeer to a young and horny man like him… A charming one, at that, polite, smart, cute, talented and funny. Yeah, Mitsuki had everything to make you weak in the knees, which is exactly why you fell for him. But as your relationshipevolved, you missed an ounce of boldness. Sometimes you wished he’d come up behind you, turned you around and kissed you so passionately that it’d make you see stars. There were also thoughts definitely rated for over 18 only, but if the 12+ wasn’t even overcame, those ones would have to wait.
You’ve spent a few hours in the night, searching for ideas to unleash Mitsuki’s primary instincts and were set to try them out.
A few days later, you got up early to fetch some chocolate in the kitchen. After cutting out a square, you rubbed it on your lips lipstick style. In times like this, you were grateful to be the only one up or you’ll be sent to the prsychatric hospital.
You checked your reflection, perfect ! Then you beginned to prepare breakfast as if everything was normal.
According to your plan, the thrid brother entered the room first. When his eyes met yours, he smiled as cutely as always…Ah you loved him so much !
«  Good morning ! »
«  Morning, did you sleep well ? »
Not really waiting for an swer, you walked to him and hugged him, slowly going in for a quick kiss.
As you parted away, you didn’t miss how he licked hi slips.
Bingo !
« Did you put something on your lips ? »
«  No, I think there’s still some chocolate I ate earlier. Do you like it ? »
The question made him blush a little
«  I…I..it was nice but you should wipe it off before it dries
The winning light lip up in your mind.
«  Could you help me, please ? »
The blush crept further, nonetheless, he nodded positively.
Ready for the move,you closed your eyes and waited for his soft lips come on yours. But what was your disappointment when a harsh fabric was rubbed on your lips. As your eyes flew open, you saw Mistuki wipe the sweet off with a napkin. His cute face all focused and red.
When he was done, he retrieved his hand and stood there, awkwardly…Before quickly kissing you chastly then retreat to the breafast table.
Not what you intended but he sure proved he could be at least a little bit bold. Trying to forget about your failure, you joined him for breakfast.
Later that day, you were helping i nthe kitchen at L’écrin. Jun and yourself were fooling around while doing the cleaning. Some of the plates were still covered in chocolate and it flew in both of their faces, dripping o ntheir clothes as well as the floor. The previous cleaning has been done for nothing and the two of you were standing there like idiots covered in chocolate.
Whedn each of you take i nthe state of the other, you laugh echoed through the room.
Alerted by the noise, the older Aois entered the kitchen, with confused face, eyes drifting for their brother to you.
«  What the hell happened here ?! » Jin started with a stern look directed at the two of you, making the laugh stop abruptly.
«  Yo useem to find fun in cleaning duty » Ibuki chuckled, not seeming to care much, in contrast to his brother.
«  Sorry…We dropped the plate by accident and got splashed »
«  Don’t worry » the oldest Aoi laughed it off, taking the plate from the floor «  Just try not to make it worse »
On that, you and Junichiro started to clean your mess, while you attacked the counter, two arms slid around your waist.
Mitsuki rested against your back, his face coming over your shoulder.
«  Do you need help ? » he whispered
You smiled and covered his hands with yours.
«  We’re the ones who di dit, so we have to clean by yourself, thanks though »
He fell silent and carried on cleaning with him attached to you.
«  You have a little something… »
«  Hum ? »
You barely registered what he said and were abotu to turned around when you felt a shy lick right behind your ear.
You suddenly whipped around, facing Mistsuki, whi had his cheeks as red as this morning.
«  There was some chocolate behind your, I took it off »
That ‘s when he decided to flee to a deeper part of the kitchen, his eyes and the floor and ears flushed.
But not as flushed as your face. So Mitsuki really had a bold after all.  
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