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Post by Osatsu Kei on Nov 6, 2017 17:35:28 GMT -5
🐧 --- Osatsu was wandering around the first floor after having their fill of conversations, entering into the gift shop without much of a thought. Some part of themself thought (or perhaps even hoped) that they wouldn't bump into someone, but alas-- someone was already there. Unacquainted with the entire cast, Osatsu couldn't remember if, or when they had seen this student before in their life. That was a lie, as they remembered the exchange of introductions from before. Wasn't this the Suzuki something kid that seemed like he was too nervous for his own sake? Osatsu could relate-- sort of. They just didn't feel like showing any whiff of emotions, really. Ah yes, they were a master at starting conversations, weren't they.
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Post by Suzuki Hayato on Nov 6, 2017 17:41:07 GMT -5
Suzuki had been browsing the gift shop simply out of the lack of anything else to do. Mindlessly browsing through the wares, he had jumped as someone had suddenly walked inside and actually directed a comment at him, oh dear, oh man what the fuck? He tries leaning on one of the racks casually and completely knocks it over, sending wares and various gift shop Items(tm) flying everywhere. He gestures vaguely at the mess. Great.
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Post by Osatsu Kei on Nov 6, 2017 17:55:04 GMT -5
Osatsu only gave Suzuki a passing glance when he started to knock things off. Not only was this kid jittery, but he was clumsy too? Oh boy, that sure was a recipe for disaster from the mere idea of it, with the execution being on the point. Goodness. If this comedian was kinder, they'd offer to help pick things up, but sorry Suzuki, they're... uh. A pause.
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