[If anyone's going to recognize an incoming storm of tsunrage, it's Arakita. Then again, all his nerves are pretty much wired at this point (for some reason), so he's looking for any spots that he needs to cover up with defensive aggression.
Like this one, for instant.
He jerks his hand away like Ange's head suddenly burst into flames (it kind of did, actually). Things like ruffling hair, shaking shoulders, punching arms- very normal between friends on a biking team. How could he be that much of a fucking idiot, thinking it'd be normal to do that with her?
He doesn't have a good reason for what he's doing- or what that even was at all]
Nothing! J-- Just eat it, already! [Damn, even if that was half-growled out, that was one hell of a weak response.]
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Like this one, for instant.
He jerks his hand away like Ange's head suddenly burst into flames (it kind of did, actually). Things like ruffling hair, shaking shoulders, punching arms- very normal between friends on a biking team. How could he be that much of a fucking idiot, thinking it'd be normal to do that with her?
He doesn't have a good reason for what he's doing- or what that even was at all]
Nothing! J-- Just eat it, already! [Damn, even if that was half-growled out, that was one hell of a weak response.]