⁈ ((hope I'm not too late...))
((There is no 'late' for drabbles hte ghostwriter has no closing time hhhuhuh))
Touko shoved her breakfast around with her chopsticks, barely picking at her food as usual. It still made her nervous to be eating with a crowd like this, and having to sit at the large table with all the others made it worse.
Aoi had basically forced her over here when the girl had seen her eating alone. She didn't like how close she was to her neighbors here, though; every other second she could feel a brush against her leg or an elbow in her arm...
Ugh, if they didn't have room for me then they shouldn't have called me over...!!!
One of the touches was lasting a little longer than usual. Asahina was still chatting happily with her friends, but it felt like a hand was resting on her knee. Fukawa shifted uncomfortably to get the hand to leave, but it moved with her. She growled under her breath and shot a glance towards the swimmer, but she didn't seem to notice. Either that, or she was intentionally ignoring her.
Fukawa grimaced further at her plate as the hand slid up her thigh, angry blush playing on her face. If she made a scene here, Aoi would probably deny having done anything, and she'd be made a fool of again.
Touko's breathing hitched as Asahina's fingers continued upwards...