with their clean up done, komaeda tries to clap his hands with the napkins, but it's a muffled attempt. good job, akira! he smiles, pointing at the floor of how spotless it is of leaves before looking over to the jars he has. )
You make it sound unbelievable... ( the f word is sort of sensitive, but honestly it does cause some worry. ) We just have the same goal in mind! To see everyone here shine in their own way... ( you know the breathy inhale he takes. ) Even you.
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What would you need bay leaves and... ( let him read that one other jar. ) basil for? ( what [trek voice] demon spaghetti [/trek voice] is happening here. )
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with their clean up done, komaeda tries to clap his hands with the napkins, but it's a muffled attempt. good job, akira! he smiles, pointing at the floor of how spotless it is of leaves before looking over to the jars he has. )
You make it sound unbelievable... ( the f word is sort of sensitive, but honestly it does cause some worry. ) We just have the same goal in mind! To see everyone here shine in their own way... ( you know the breathy inhale he takes. ) Even you.
( ... )
What would you need bay leaves and... ( let him read that one other jar. ) basil for? ( what [trek voice] demon spaghetti [/trek voice] is happening here. )