And does it have to be little Madoka he makes a goof of himself in front of? Good job overreacting, self! He flashes her an awkward smile back, a hand curling into a loose fist to bop against the table.
"Naahh... soon, though." Promise! (...pretend to promise!) He glimpses at the darkened window. "Wish we had a proper night sky to look at. Night sky, some wind..."
Taking back the bad decision of downing half an energy drink so late. At least the train won't let him stay awake, but that doesn't give him much comfort. Instead, his words come out flatter than he'd hope, and his fiddles with his hands some more. Good job, Tidus...!!
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And does it have to be little Madoka he makes a goof of himself in front of? Good job overreacting, self! He flashes her an awkward smile back, a hand curling into a loose fist to bop against the table.
"Naahh... soon, though." Promise! (...pretend to promise!) He glimpses at the darkened window. "Wish we had a proper night sky to look at. Night sky, some wind..."
Taking back the bad decision of downing half an energy drink so late. At least the train won't let him stay awake, but that doesn't give him much comfort. Instead, his words come out flatter than he'd hope, and his fiddles with his hands some more. Good job, Tidus...!!