[ before they actually walk, shōyō has to glance downward. just for a second. just to see if it was real and he didn’t accidentally eat something caked in that weed-cinnamon-cocaine. he wouldn’t actually know, having a mostly straight edge, but he’s satisfied to look back up, ahead, and warm his cheeks to the fact they still are holding hands. fingers.
maybe it’s fine to slowly evolve fingers to hands then? one, by one, all as lazarus talks about something he doesn’t comprehend, but listens, nods and watches with the attention of someone who did.
that last part, he understood. masculine. masculine! shōyō might not have realized it yet, but his chest puffs out some, like one of those strutting roosters trying to show off. don’t mess this up now, he thinks to himself with a giddy smile. ]
I like, [ they’re talking about buildings. man made structures. architecture. ] tall stuff.
[ totally nailed it while his brain is off being a single celled doofus. he’s still stuck on the hand part. ]
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maybe it’s fine to slowly evolve fingers to hands then? one, by one, all as lazarus talks about something he doesn’t comprehend, but listens, nods and watches with the attention of someone who did.
that last part, he understood. masculine. masculine! shōyō might not have realized it yet, but his chest puffs out some, like one of those strutting roosters trying to show off. don’t mess this up now, he thinks to himself with a giddy smile. ]
I like, [ they’re talking about buildings. man made structures. architecture. ] tall stuff.
[ totally nailed it while his brain is off being a single celled doofus. he’s still stuck on the hand part. ]
—‘Cause I’ll jump it.
[ NO— ]