please do not slice my balls in half..i need them.
Ah, when did it become this late? Or rather did Bokuto-san forget that practice was today-- despite them being at a ‘home’ that was not their own did not mean they were willing to slack off on practice. Being level headed Akaashi had just summed this up to being a temporary thing after the gossip he had heard when he remained unseen. Perhaps they were just at an alternate plane and in due time they’d be sent back. Added with the fact that it did have a school it was only a matter of time that if they were not sent back then it would become one. A volleyball was an extension to what they were familiar with so it’s what they chose to renew. Luckily enough he was able to find a couple of balls during his part time job at the daycare.
Nonetheless they were used for both entertainment and training, specifically his wide range tosses. A flick of the rest with adjusted power when thrown as his fingers giving it the added push it needed. Though it would be better to do this at court or at least Bokuto-san to have a repertoire with someone.
But he spoke too soon.. just as he was about to toss another ball towards the farther end of the apartment lot ( towards bokuto-san’s door, slightly annoyed that the ace had yet to arrive ). It was noticed that the ball thrown was too far for him to catch without incident but it’s not that he feared that it would hit the door. ah damn. His perceptive eyes had caught sight of movement, the connection of ball to body would be made. Would it not?
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