[Rocks didn't have to endure the bullshit he does. Rocks have it made, Kaneda. Don't say you wouldn't want to be one for a day.
Kaneda's got his work cut out for him, but Tetsuo's at least unresisting as he's pulled fully onto the bed with all the grace and agency of a wet towel.
Another soft sound, a grating noise from the back of the throat, is Tetsuo's best answer to that. He does, eventually move one arm to vaguely wave in Kaneda's direction in an apathetic, half-hearted attempt to fend him off.]
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Kaneda's got his work cut out for him, but Tetsuo's at least unresisting as he's pulled fully onto the bed with all the grace and agency of a wet towel.
Another soft sound, a grating noise from the back of the throat, is Tetsuo's best answer to that. He does, eventually move one arm to vaguely wave in Kaneda's direction in an apathetic, half-hearted attempt to fend him off.]