”come on, i can’t go to the party ALONE.” / - aomine
when he came to america to follow aomine’s dreams, ( it’s always aomine’s dreams. ) he didn’t expect he’d be the one going to the parties with aomine. he’s never been big on crowds, or drinking ( that much ) and somehow what parties he did go to, always tended to make him somewhat uncomfortable. him, huddled into a corner, sipping on his drink, wide-eyes watching aomine, ( the star of the show -- if basketball could be considered a show ) with the gut feeling of he’s not good enough. aomine fits into the world, he looks right at place in it too. sakurai, well he’s just luggage, an add-on for aomine. he blinks, fingers tightening around the pen that he’s holding and he hasn’t really gotten that much drawing in lately, ( which, he expected too ) and lets out a breath of air. “aomine-kun, are you sure you want me there, i don’t really fit in with the other’s you know.”
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