[ There's...something uncomfortable, here, but the embarrassment seems to rise right beside it. Especially when the area around them begins to ripple, the bark peeling away to reveal a stretch of...beach? And the sky, once white, starts to turn a bright, summery shade of blue.
It still remains cold, even with the sights, but it's not that that's currently bothering Shinjiro. It's the shape of threeyoungerteens that take shape within the haze, there but not.
If the looks did not give it away, the younger visage of Shinjiro's voice certainly will.
-Who the hell knows! It's exasperated. What are you fighting?
You don't look happy, Shinji. Aren't you the one who was looking forward to this?
The real Shinjiro is currently dragging his hand down his face, grimacing.
What's with the outfit? You look like someone from a dolphin show with that tight fit- ]
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It still remains cold, even with the sights, but it's not that that's currently bothering Shinjiro. It's the shape of three younger teens that take shape within the haze, there but not.
If the looks did not give it away, the younger visage of Shinjiro's voice certainly will.
-Who the hell knows! It's exasperated. What are you fighting?
You don't look happy, Shinji. Aren't you the one who was looking forward to this?
The real Shinjiro is currently dragging his hand down his face, grimacing.
What's with the outfit? You look like someone from a dolphin show with that tight fit- ]
Of all the damn things...