[ it's started to rain pretty hard and murasakibara has resigned himself to staying under the awning until it calms down slightly. he certainly doesn't have enough pocky to last him that long, though; he's already on the last couple of pieces. just as he sticks the tip into his mouth, he catches sight of a familiar figure—though it's less familiar off the basketball court. ]
Hi. [ murasakibara doesn't wave back, though the other end of the pocky stick twitches slightly, which might mean something. ] What do you want?
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Hi. [ murasakibara doesn't wave back, though the other end of the pocky stick twitches slightly, which might mean something. ] What do you want?