She's still teasing him for ruining her run when he suddenly offers to take a chance himself -- sitting down next to her. He's not usually so friendly with her -- he's not rude necessarily, but she wouldn't call them friends. And yet she finds herself not minding so much.
(She's glad the others left, Makoto would tease her endlessly if she found them playing together like this).
"It is. And then the other one is the attack button." Her finger brush briefly against his as she shows him, a familiar warmth accompanying the touch.
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She's still teasing him for ruining her run when he suddenly offers to take a chance himself -- sitting down next to her. He's not usually so friendly with her -- he's not rude necessarily, but she wouldn't call them friends. And yet she finds herself not minding so much.
(She's glad the others left, Makoto would tease her endlessly if she found them playing together like this).
"It is. And then the other one is the attack button." Her finger brush briefly against his as she shows him, a familiar warmth accompanying the touch.