[He can feel Ouma's stare and it's worse than the room itself. Almost instinctively he reaches for the brim of a hat he hasn't been wearing for a while now, and when he only grabs air he settles for covering his face with his hand instead. He really misses that hat right about now.]
Who could walk into a room like this and not think of anything like that...?
[He'd ask Ouma to give him a break, but that would probably just encourage him. Shuichi sighs, hand sliding up to tug self-consciously at his hair which conveniently lets him hide his face behind his whole arm.]
Let's just look around quick and get out of here.
[As much as he wants to ollie outie right now, he can't ignore the possibility that there could be something important hidden in here. Like a flashback light. Steadying himself with a controlled breath, he forces himself to cross the room to check if there's space for anything under the bed.]
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Who could walk into a room like this and not think of anything like that...?
[He'd ask Ouma to give him a break, but that would probably just encourage him. Shuichi sighs, hand sliding up to tug self-consciously at his hair which conveniently lets him hide his face behind his whole arm.]
Let's just look around quick and get out of here.
[As much as he wants to ollie outie right now, he can't ignore the possibility that there could be something important hidden in here. Like a flashback light. Steadying himself with a controlled breath, he forces himself to cross the room to check if there's space for anything under the bed.]