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24. Our muses will have a movie night.

                                   ❝ Why the hell are you screaming? ❞

    It hasn't even been an hour since the movie first began, and this was     probably the seventh time he had to ask the boy why he was screaming.    If one didn't know much better, they would think someone was dying in    this room.

    Being on a team with people like Kuramochi and Eijun, he should be     used to all of this screaming by now, but the sad truth is: he isn’t. If    he was being honest, he doesn't think he’ll ever get used to it. The fact    that he was currently sitting next to a boy screaming about man-eating    sharks didn't help much, either.

    It was strange, really. After all, Raichi was the one that had chosen the    movie. He had seen the cover and  immediately decided he wanted to     watch it, despite all of Miyuki’s warnings of it being a horror movie. It    was obvious the boy would choose to ignore him, but hey, this is what    happenswhen you don’t listen. 

    Releasing a sigh, he picks up the remote and looks the other in the eye.

                  ❝ You can either stop screaming and continue watching this movie, or                                   we can watch a movie like Spongebob. ❞

    It was obviously just a joke since he doesn't even own a Spongebob    movie, but knowing Raichi, he would most definitely fall for it.

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this boy is on fire } swingtovictory

     Upon exiting the convenience store, he takes a swig of his coffee and lets out      a sigh of satisfaction. The weather was nice this morning. Albeit a bit cold, it      was still good nonetheless. He hadn't really expected to be out here this early,      but he’s not complaining. Lately, he’s been waking up awfully late, so this was       a nice change.

     With one hand stuffed into the pocket of his sweater and the other holding his      cup of coffee, he slowly began making his way back to the school. They were      going to have to work really hard today for the upcoming match. While he did      believe in the members, their current condition was just no good. With Furuya’s      lack of stamina and Sawamura’s prob--

                                                          Wait a minute.      

     He froze in his tracks and sniffed the air. Once, twice. The faint smell of       something burning. Heck, something was on fire. A troubled look settles onto       his features and he looks around in alarm.

     Lo and behold, he had spotted Yakushi’s crazy batter by the park. A brow is      slightly raised in concern and amusement as he watched the other try to      work a grill. Why the boy thought it was a good idea to have a barbecue by      himself at seven in the morning, he had no idea, but the small flame on the      back of his shirt sure caught Miyuki’s attention.

                                              ❝ Oi! I think your shirt is on fire!  ❞