For a second it seemed like everything was going to go great. The tea was sailing upward, Yusuke was waiting at the window, hands--- uh, hands??? HANDS WERE NOT UP?????
Ryuji could barely let out a strangled yell as he noticed Yusuke look away suddenly just as the box reached his face. It bounced off and came back at him and Ryuji dove toward it, scrambling to catch it before it fell to the ground and scattered. He juggles it a few moments, bouncing it off the palms of his hands before securing it.
And then his phone buzzes a moment or two later.]
Dude, you okay?? i though you were gonna catch it????
[ Hands were not up, mistakes were made, the world is a cruel and callous place. Thankfully, it's just a soft box of tea and not a thermos, so it's not going to leave much of a mark. ]
I did by some definitions You could say I caught it with my nose
[ It's all about perspective. Plus, he's not sure how to explain his sudden case of butterfingers—better to take them out of the equation altogether. ]
Why don't you try throwing it through my window instead
[The only mark left is on his pride... Ryuji is still staring up at the window as his phone buzzes. He can't tell if he just killed his friend or not that that really sucks? He might be texting him from a blood puddle or beyond the grave.
...
Man, it would really suck to be haunted by Yusuke.
When the phone buzzes a third time, he looks back down and fires off a response.]
Did I just break your face? I'm sorry, man.
just get away from the window for a bit. I don't want it cracking you in the skull.
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For a second it seemed like everything was going to go great. The tea was sailing upward, Yusuke was waiting at the window, hands--- uh, hands??? HANDS WERE NOT UP?????
Ryuji could barely let out a strangled yell as he noticed Yusuke look away suddenly just as the box reached his face. It bounced off and came back at him and Ryuji dove toward it, scrambling to catch it before it fell to the ground and scattered. He juggles it a few moments, bouncing it off the palms of his hands before securing it.
And then his phone buzzes a moment or two later.]
Dude, you okay?? i though you were gonna catch it????
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I did by some definitions
You could say I caught it with my nose
[ It's all about perspective. Plus, he's not sure how to explain his sudden case of butterfingers—better to take them out of the equation altogether. ]
Why don't you try throwing it through my window instead
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Man, it would really suck to be haunted by Yusuke.
When the phone buzzes a third time, he looks back down and fires off a response.]
Did I just break your face? I'm sorry, man.
just get away from the window for a bit. I don't want it cracking you in the skull.