sakura flinches before looking back at the table. his fingers uselessly clench. he doesn't know what to do. what is he doing wrong? or is this just inevitable, like he always believed?
[He can see that Sakura hurts. But it's alright. He'll be better once Douman's gone.]
No. It's my bad.
[Douman pockets the mask that he had already grabbed and been about to don, and slings the rest of his outdoor clothes over am arm. He can put them on while he's paying their tab]
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sakura flinches before looking back at the table. his fingers uselessly clench. he doesn't know what to do. what is he doing wrong? or is this just inevitable, like he always believed?
in the end he just mumbles out. ]
. . . Sorry.
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No. It's my bad.
[Douman pockets the mask that he had already grabbed and been about to don, and slings the rest of his outdoor clothes over am arm. He can put them on while he's paying their tab]
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it's not like he belongs anywhere. ]