a look of satisfaction washes over her features, finally getting the difference across to him (or so she thinks). her eyes follow his chopsticks until he finally places the food in his mouth, letting herself settle for a while before taking her own. she reaches for the plate in between them, managing to gather a leaf, a slice of carrots, and a tiny piece of meat that she quickly munches on. “that’s fine. just stay close. some… weird people hang around those areas.” she continues to look at him as she drinks from her glass, a burp following her last gulp. “excuse me.” wiping her mouth clean, the girl gives him a big grin. “alright, alright. since that makes sense, i’ll let you bring the thing.” as if she could really stop him. “are you gonna bring anything to cheer me on, though? pom poms would be great.”
weird people? the slight crunch of food between his teeth slows as the statement processes through his conscious — just how dangerous would, what he thought would be, a regulated arena for a night of friendly support be? ( extremely, from what he’s gathered within a moment’s notice. ) “i’m a little scared to ask what kind of weird you mean,” words paired with an awkward chuckle as his chopsticks are set down on the table, soon replaced by a spoon full of rice; calm eyes dart to her expression when she burps, taken by surprise, but there’s not much to be said — a near ridiculous amount of his friends don’t cover their mouths and, though minjae holds an irrational fear of airborne bacteria, it doesn’t bother him too much. “pom poms.” he hums through the last chews of rice, hands placed on his lap to signify he was finished with his meal. ( finally. ) “i don’t have any, but i’m taking other quick-fix suggestions.”
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