[From the looks of things, Tetsuo's not the only one hanging out at the back, though Yayoi looks a lot more lively than he feels.
He lets his small cloud of stolen glowsticks slowly drift downwards, losing interest in them as he watches her wander around. Once he figures out she's staying around... he even pushes himself up off of his chair, wishing his headache would fuck off already and heading over to join her. At least she's a familiar face here.]
You too, huh?
[To...what? To being in the back room? To feeling a need to be involved while not wanting to be involved or any of that classic emo kid nonsense he's exuding in spades? To some hidden agenda? A need to steal glowsticks from every passerby who's not keeping a firm grip on theirs?
Any of those? Who knows. Maybe it's just his weird, brainfucked way of saying hi.]
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He lets his small cloud of stolen glowsticks slowly drift downwards, losing interest in them as he watches her wander around. Once he figures out she's staying around... he even pushes himself up off of his chair, wishing his headache would fuck off already and heading over to join her. At least she's a familiar face here.]
You too, huh?
[To...what? To being in the back room? To feeling a need to be involved while not wanting to be involved or any of that classic emo kid nonsense he's exuding in spades? To some hidden agenda? A need to steal glowsticks from every passerby who's not keeping a firm grip on theirs?
Any of those? Who knows. Maybe it's just his weird, brainfucked way of saying hi.]