That kinda seems like the square one perk of being a burger bigwig like that.

[get it? Haru has fluffy hair. but, Dave doesn't have the slightest clue what a gacha burger is; if you were desperate enough for a certain Teenie Beanie Baby the people at McDonald's were usually pretty good at obliging. but he'd probably be on board with the idea.]

[in any case, once Ryuji's out of the pool, he near automatically scoots closer, bumping a starry shoulder against him, a bird instinctively shuffling toward warmth.]

Just thinking about it's making me hungrier, though. Where'd you put the towels again?