[Unfortunately (or maybe it's fortunately, who knows), the Monokubs are not the ones who make a fashionably late entrance. Nope, that's all Shuichi, looking even less like he got a good night's sleep. Because he didn't, and he's not a liar.
Even having left the hotel a good while earlier than Ouma last night and heading right back to his room, mercifully without runing into anyone on the way, sleep had not come for a while. He's not often one too fall asleep easily to begin with, but his overactive brain had been running wild and getting it to shut up long enough to pass out had been a struggle. He slept straight through the morning announcement and he still doubts he got more than a few hours of sleep.
It'd probably be the best for his mental state to avoid the source of his inner turmoil for a while. But of course, life is never that nice to him, so Ouma is one of the few people actually in the cafeteria.
Awesome.
Not great at smoothly handling awkward social situations on his best days, and especially frazzled right now, Shuichi lingers in the doorway for way too long. Is he supposed to avoid talking to Ouma? Or try to act completely normal like nothing happened? Should he just skip breakfast and ollie outie right now before anyone notices him? Too late for that, a few of the others have already looked up and made eye contact and oh god.
Kaito, hero that he is, comes to the rescue with an enthusiastic greeting and wave, glossing right over Shuichi's probably very obvious hesitation. He gestures to the empty seat beside him and Shuichi gratefully hurries to take it before he seems even weirder. It's only once he's actually seated that he realizes he's seated himself right across from Ouma, and a tinge of pink works its way onto his face as he pointedly keeps his eyes on the table in front of him.
Jesus, it'll be a miracle if he survives this one meal without self-destructing. Any even longer period of time seems like a lost cause.]
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Even having left the hotel a good while earlier than Ouma last night and heading right back to his room, mercifully without runing into anyone on the way, sleep had not come for a while. He's not often one too fall asleep easily to begin with, but his overactive brain had been running wild and getting it to shut up long enough to pass out had been a struggle. He slept straight through the morning announcement and he still doubts he got more than a few hours of sleep.
It'd probably be the best for his mental state to avoid the source of his inner turmoil for a while. But of course, life is never that nice to him, so Ouma is one of the few people actually in the cafeteria.
Awesome.
Not great at smoothly handling awkward social situations on his best days, and especially frazzled right now, Shuichi lingers in the doorway for way too long. Is he supposed to avoid talking to Ouma? Or try to act completely normal like nothing happened? Should he just skip breakfast and ollie outie right now before anyone notices him? Too late for that, a few of the others have already looked up and made eye contact and oh god.
Kaito, hero that he is, comes to the rescue with an enthusiastic greeting and wave, glossing right over Shuichi's probably very obvious hesitation. He gestures to the empty seat beside him and Shuichi gratefully hurries to take it before he seems even weirder. It's only once he's actually seated that he realizes he's seated himself right across from Ouma, and a tinge of pink works its way onto his face as he pointedly keeps his eyes on the table in front of him.
Jesus, it'll be a miracle if he survives this one meal without self-destructing. Any even longer period of time seems like a lost cause.]