by the time amami's drying off his hands with some paper towel, rika's already kicked komaeda off the floor, and now he's got his head in rokkun's lap, and amami almost feels like he's intruding on something when he considers coming over. then he remembers the rika thing, and you know what — he doesn't feel quite so bad about interrupting anymore. in fact, he's gonna just come right up on the other side of rokkun, glancing at his sketch (what he drawin...) before turning his attention to the man, the myth, the legend himself. )
Sorry for barging in all of a sudden, and for the, uh... ( glancing at the half-dozen desks and easels komaeda knocked over ) mess.
( in his defense, there was absolutely no way he could have predicted komaeda would do that, but he'll wave rika over too while he's got his attention over there. )
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by the time amami's drying off his hands with some paper towel, rika's already kicked komaeda off the floor, and now he's got his head in rokkun's lap, and amami almost feels like he's intruding on something when he considers coming over. then he remembers the rika thing, and you know what — he doesn't feel quite so bad about interrupting anymore. in fact, he's gonna just come right up on the other side of rokkun, glancing at his sketch (what he drawin...) before turning his attention to the man, the myth, the legend himself. )
Sorry for barging in all of a sudden, and for the, uh... ( glancing at the half-dozen desks and easels komaeda knocked over ) mess.
( in his defense, there was absolutely no way he could have predicted komaeda would do that, but he'll wave rika over too while he's got his attention over there. )
We had a bit of a situation in the other room.