[ Oh. This is. Yeah, this is worse than he expected it to be but alright. He keeps a tight grip on the top of the cart, breath caught in his throat as she pushes off and they start careening down the aisles between the shelves. He almost wants to squeeze his eyes shut in order not to witness what's happening but no, no, keep them open, Kento.
So, yeah, he doesn't say anything. Doesn't yell or scream or do anything than look slightly pale and blank faced while gripping the cart so hard his knuckles turn white. Help. ]
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So, yeah, he doesn't say anything. Doesn't yell or scream or do anything than look slightly pale and blank faced while gripping the cart so hard his knuckles turn white. Help. ]