"Hey, I'm not that clumsy!" Though truthfully, that was likely to happen. Not that I'll ever let him see me slipping into the gutter. "And, you know, you're worrying too much about me. I say I'll worry about you to keep the balance. You can't convince me otherwise." I pressed send and stared at my phone for a moment before typing another text. "Actually, do you mind if I call you instead? Texting's hard with the touch screen." I screamed in embarrassment when I sent it. -Inori
When Miyuki was in the middle of typing, the second text message went inside his inbox, so he decided to just call instead of continuing typing.
“Sup, the not-that-clumsy-person,” Miyuki started before being somewhat aware of his own deep and scratchy voice- well, he just finished practice, and he had to use his voice a lot during it, sometimes straining because of the distance between him and the pitchers also the other people, so it was pretty much a given, but he just couldn’t help to be super aware of it. “I mean, if our first meeting wasn’t me trying to make sure that you don’t die, sure, I would believe that. Me, in the other hand, heroically saved the day that time so I don’t think you need to worry about me.” He laughed at his own words, realizing how cheesy that was.












