" don't touch anything. " irritation reads through his voice easily as he shuffles around the marine bio room, putting up the fish food he'd gotten out to feed everything in the tanks. he's not in the mood to deal with anything Eichi has to offer, but as the club president, even he has to deal with him sometimes, as much as he hates to. once he has everything put up, he turns on his heel to face Eichi, arms crossed over his chest, " what do you want? i'm busy. " // @forglories










