[ the armrest had seemed to oushi the lesser of two evils. had he taken a seat on the loveseat itself, wouldn't it have left choso with no other option than to sit right beside him? that seemed an awkward thing to ask of the other man — then again, given the very nature of where they are and what's expected of him, sitting side-by-side in a tiny sofa is probably the least embarrassing thing they could be made to do...
ah well. hindsight is 20/20, etc. ]
Hey, yeah, that's a good one.
[ he's encouraging, at least. genuinely so, though maybe his surprise that choso would land on one so good so quickly is in itself something insulting... it's fine. ]
D'you wanna try it together now?
[ he holds his right hand out again, fingers already curled into a light fist. ]
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ah well. hindsight is 20/20, etc. ]
Hey, yeah, that's a good one.
[ he's encouraging, at least. genuinely so, though maybe his surprise that choso would land on one so good so quickly is in itself something insulting... it's fine. ]
D'you wanna try it together now?
[ he holds his right hand out again, fingers already curled into a light fist. ]