[ rock, paper, scissors is a game that requires basically no skill. it's stupid and childish, and though he knows that sulking outside the convenience store is being childish, too, he can't bring himself to go home. that rock, paper, scissors tournament the teacher held in class had a limited edition candy as the prize (the teacher's attempt to occupy an easily distracted class), and he didn't win it.
murasakibara crams another piece of pocky into his mouth, almost jabbing the inside of his cheek, and chews aggressively. not getting that candy was another disappointment on top of the trouble of practice and things at home.
having momentarily pacified himself with strawberry pocky, murasakibara is still standing outside the store when the patter of raindrops starts up on the awning of the store. he scowls at the fat droplets now hitting the pavement in front of his feet. mostly to himself, he mutters, ] This sucks...
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