indie fem!komaeda.
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「 ☄ 」→ “I’m… not actually Nagime.” Light grey eyes avoided the other’s brown, directed to the window.the-ultimate-hope-strikes-again:
the-ultimate-hope-strikes-again:
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「 ☄ 」→ “Wh… what the hell?”
Nagime(? Hinata?) bent down, studying the boy. Unsure what to do, (s)he gently grasped his shoulder, shaking the brunet.
“Hey, Naegi. Naegi?”
.//!!! Welcome back! ;u;
He suddenly got up and looked at her.
“Let’s make the Cuil a unit of measurement.”
「 ☄ 」→ “Makewhat a unit of measurement?”Hajime blinked in confusion. What was he talking about?
The whitette slowly got up as well, blinking in confusion at the shorter.
“Whatever. Look. Why were you passed out on the floor?”
“I give you a hamburger. But, you receive a raccoon.”
He looks absolutely emotionless, but glomped her.
「 ☄ 」→ “…”The girl (boy? what?) nearly fell over when glomped, but just barely caught himself.
He guessed he didn’t know he had switched bodies with Nagime, so he just decided to go along with it for now, awkwardly hugging the other boy as well.
“Uh… are you feeling alright?”
“Of course I am!”
He began to smile widely.
「 ☄ 」→ “Okay. Good.”Hajime smiled as well, though it was a bit crooked.
“So… hey, listen. I’ve got something to tell you.” He let go if the other, placing a hand on the back of his neck and looking sheepish.
He let go, still smiling.
“Alright, what is it?”
“It’s Hinata. Nagime and I switched bodies yesterday. I have no idea where she is.”
