( flashback again to south ALSO not getting it while trying to haphazardly comfort arata who was struggling to grasp 'exponential function' LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT EVEN. WHAT THE - )
of the time southy an' i stood in a river for a bit when i was younger, haha. i got my uniform soaked on accident... but i had a lot of fun.
what about you?
( as always, they fit nicely together. arata sighs, nudging into him more, arms lazily wrapped around him as they sit in the small bit of silence they share. )
i dunno, i would usually go to the beach, but my scars are kinda itchy from sweat. though, this weather reminds me
( with another turn, arata's chin is propped onto his thigh, gaze locked on his before closing their eyes. )
jus' once to go get more water from the store.... but that was an hour ago...
—;⠀♠️
? ( as if the stranger said nothing at all, heitao squats, tensing his thighs, and springs onto the telephone pole. he makes three quarters of its height. the pole dents slightly because of the impact.
he climbs up, pinching a telephone wire when it gets close to him,
( oh, they're definitely miserable. the arata that is cold to the touch is not damp and gross like a frog. though, frogs aren't gross. anyways. )
dunno... i wish it wasn't so hooot... i wanna huggggg...