Tsukasa already feels himself aging a thousand years. A thousand years. And yet he'll be walking further anyway instead of turning around.... Admittedly he's looking for back-up - are any of his other senpai here? He remembered something about Izumi and Arashi having a modeling gig but listen... he could at least hope...
But no, it's just him and their nonsensical king.
At least Tsukasa can admit that if Leo's composing, he's at least doing work instead of fucking off to nowhere. So he'll pause, glancing at the notes that are being left spread out absolutely everywhere - lamenting about the inefficient use of the notebooks - and then settling for moving RIGHT ALONG AS IF LEO ISN'T PARROTING HIM AND EMBARRASSING HIM FURTHER]
Ah.... Leader? Are you working on a new song for Knights?
[why did you call him here, literally no one else is around
. . . . ]
And do you want a pillow if you're going to be laid out on the ground like that.... That's probably bad for your posture.
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Tsukasa already feels himself aging a thousand years. A thousand years. And yet he'll be walking further anyway instead of turning around.... Admittedly he's looking for back-up - are any of his other senpai here? He remembered something about Izumi and Arashi having a modeling gig but listen... he could at least hope...
But no, it's just him and their nonsensical king.
At least Tsukasa can admit that if Leo's composing, he's at least doing work instead of fucking off to nowhere. So he'll pause, glancing at the notes that are being left spread out absolutely everywhere - lamenting about the inefficient use of the notebooks - and then settling for moving RIGHT ALONG AS IF LEO ISN'T PARROTING HIM AND EMBARRASSING HIM FURTHER]
Ah.... Leader? Are you working on a new song for Knights?
[why did you call him here, literally no one else is around
. . . . ]
And do you want a pillow if you're going to be laid out on the ground like that.... That's probably bad for your posture.