[What the hell, that was an impressive throw. Since when did Shittymatsu's arm get as good as Jyushimatsu's? In fact, if he hadn't ruined it with that painful line, that whole display would have been...]
[ugh, he almost thought something really embarrassing there. Screw that.]
[Speaking of embarrassing, Ichimatsu's situation seems to catch up with him just as the ripples from the Squeaky Toy's splash begin to fade off. His face colors beet red, and he wrestles desperately with the knot of his hoodie sleeves. It's halfway back over his head when he starts speaking in a muffle through the fabric.]
Tell anyone about this and I'll kill you.
[A familiar threat, no less venomous through a layer of clothing. Actually, he seems to have no particular plans to finish putting his head through the hoodie. Yeah. He'll just stay here.]
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[ugh, he almost thought something really embarrassing there. Screw that.]
[Speaking of embarrassing, Ichimatsu's situation seems to catch up with him just as the ripples from the Squeaky Toy's splash begin to fade off. His face colors beet red, and he wrestles desperately with the knot of his hoodie sleeves. It's halfway back over his head when he starts speaking in a muffle through the fabric.]
Tell anyone about this and I'll kill you.
[A familiar threat, no less venomous through a layer of clothing. Actually, he seems to have no particular plans to finish putting his head through the hoodie. Yeah. He'll just stay here.]
[Leave.]