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"Shouldn't your socks match?" Ren asked snidely as Shinji pulled them on, one sock maroon and one navy.
"Auntie Sanako doesn't care, and neither does Editor!" Shinji shot back. "Besides, these are low socks anyways!"
Shinji hopped down, heading down the stairs.
"No, they really should match, you know!"
"Tezukaaaaaaaaa, tell Ren it doesn't matter if my socks don't match!" Shinji called in the direction of the kitchen, where Tezuka was making tea.
"Doesn't matter? I'd argue it matters a lot," Kitaoka drawled, up at the counter. "Looks sloppy."
"What are you doing here," Ren groaned, not appreciating his backup.