[Osomatsu blinks at that. huh... then he turns his hand so that he can hold onto Lyle’s in return. it makes his heart pump faster, makes him forget he lost a paintball battle. he feels like he’s won something. at the very least, he knows that Lyle is going to look out for him. and that’s... nice, a good feeling]
...Should we ditch this place an’ go find some dinner?
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...Should we ditch this place an’ go find some dinner?