[Naruhodou is making sure to thoroughly clean his hands before being considered finished. He's ready to just go into his room and lock himself there for the rest of the night, figure out what he would say to Asougi in the morning. He'll probably have that chance sooner, see as he finds Asougi downstairs in the living room. He frowns, seeing him write in his journal. How can he seriously not worry about him?
He join him in the living room, inviting himself unannounced as he quietly seats himself on the couch across from him, a coffee table keeping them separate.]
. . .Just do what you want. [He clenches his fists, pressing on his lap.]
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He join him in the living room, inviting himself unannounced as he quietly seats himself on the couch across from him, a coffee table keeping them separate.]
. . .Just do what you want. [He clenches his fists, pressing on his lap.]