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Well, wasn’t that something? Yeah, he should have knocked, but he wasn’t used... He wasn’t used to the other being back. On top of that, he was usually home alone at this time, and he had the dorm mostly to himself. While Shinjiro seemed to lash out, the leader merely looked off to the side. “Sorry, I’ll come back again.” And with that, he calmly closed the door and waited outside. “Is there still hot water, Aragaki-senpai?”
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He was WONDERING why he was feeling so drawn to the television; especially knowing that it was FAR from his price range ( no matter what kind of sale JUNES was hosting ) and he was never one to sit himself in front of a screen like that to begin with. But still, he found himself staring at the screen for an unnecessary amount of time, and the next thing he knew, his hand was reaching out.
While expecting the meat of his palm to reach a static buzz against the screen, but to his surprise, his hand went RIGHT THROUGH. Well, wasn’t THAT a surprise. It kind of felt strange; tingling around his arm, as if the blood flow has been cut off. The sensation was cold yet hot at the same time.
It was the STARTLED YELP that had called for his attention, and cool eyes fell on the worker. It was him again. Looking forward once more, he tilted his head before he wriggled his fingers within the television. At the order, he held his hand in the TV for a moment longer -- more out of spite than anything -- before withdrawing his limb once more.
Shaking out his hand calmly, dark hair fell into his face as he canted his head to the opposite side now. “You seem oddly calm-- “ that was a lie. “I mean... You’re not asking me HOW I managed to do this. You’ve seen this before.” It was a statement, not a question.
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There’s a strange, bitter taste in his mouth, but he swallowed it down. Things never change, now do they? Somehow, he was almost always on the receiving end of some kind of joke. It was hard for him not to take it personally, but even if he did, he hid it well. Well enough, anyway, save for a mild look of irritation on his features.
Quick to dismiss it, however, he shook his head vigorously. Looking down at his attire, he was kind of grateful that his pajamas were not anything embarrassing: plain white shirt, and he had the mind to put on some sweats even though he typically slept in his boxers.
“It is comfy. A lot better than these stupid uniforms, anyway! Think I can get away with sleeping in class since I’m dressed for it?” A snort escaped him, trying to make the best of a shitty situation.
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The Magician could not remember the last time he had a working kotatsu. It was not that he or his family was terribly cheap, considering the fact that they owned the JUNES in town and all, but they just never got around to it. Their kotatsu worked in a sense that it kept them only slightly warm, but these days, it was barely enough to chase out the chill.
“Oh man, now we don’t have to worry about our feet getting cole while we eat!” It was not uncommon for Yousuke to get excited over such minor things, but that was one of his highlighting traits, if he had any.
