The first time he had met Reigen, Master-to-Be had very nearly spilled it on him when he took a sip before it had the opportunity to cool down. Reigen hadn't changed much since then. He still drank his tea straight from the kettle and he burned the roof of his mouth whenever they had pizza. But Mob could appreciate the consistency, especially since it seemed like everything around him was changing too fast for him to keep up.
Despite the promise of tea, Mob's anxiety was rising. Because with every moment he waited for the water to heat up, he felt the urge to sneeze rising. Mob played with his fingers, trying as best as he could to distract himself from the tickle in his nose, but no amount of fidgeting could serve as a suitable distraction.
"Mas--," he started to call out, but before he could finish, a sneeze exploded from his mouth, sending the room shaking. Reigen's bookshelf fell atop his desk. The added weight caused one of the legs to splinter and the desk collapsed on one side. Mob raised a hand, prepared to return the bookshelf and its books to its proper place when his mouth betrayed him and he let out another sneeze.
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Date: 2023-08-20 07:30 am (UTC)The first time he had met Reigen, Master-to-Be had very nearly spilled it on him when he took a sip before it had the opportunity to cool down. Reigen hadn't changed much since then. He still drank his tea straight from the kettle and he burned the roof of his mouth whenever they had pizza. But Mob could appreciate the consistency, especially since it seemed like everything around him was changing too fast for him to keep up.
Despite the promise of tea, Mob's anxiety was rising. Because with every moment he waited for the water to heat up, he felt the urge to sneeze rising. Mob played with his fingers, trying as best as he could to distract himself from the tickle in his nose, but no amount of fidgeting could serve as a suitable distraction.
"Mas--," he started to call out, but before he could finish, a sneeze exploded from his mouth, sending the room shaking. Reigen's bookshelf fell atop his desk. The added weight caused one of the legs to splinter and the desk collapsed on one side. Mob raised a hand, prepared to return the bookshelf and its books to its proper place when his mouth betrayed him and he let out another sneeze.