[ He figures he should be out of the clear from being tackled, so slowly, Sakyo lets him go then shakes his hand like he's touched something dirty.. Hey, teenagers can get into anything, they're filthy. Initially he's content enough to take Taichi at his word, but he can't, because what does he even mean by not seeing him forever? They...... they live in the same place??
What the fuck. ]
Head trauma then.
[ He really doesn't want to deal with this. Just take him home, please. Sakyo sighs heavily then holds up a hand. ]
no subject
What the fuck. ]
Head trauma then.
[ He really doesn't want to deal with this. Just take him home, please. Sakyo sighs heavily then holds up a hand. ]
How many fingers am I holding up?
[ Two, Taichi. Just say two and we're good. ]