Phew. "Yeah." He interlocked their fingers and playfully pressed his thumb against Mob's own. His nails were short--did he bite them? Mob's hands were a little calloused too, but it made sense. He had joined an athletic club recently and his skin surely wasn't used to the metal finish of the dumbbells yet. "This is nice."
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Teruki cleared his throat, signaling a return to normal. "So! How was it?"
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Date: 2023-08-25 04:35 am (UTC)...
Teruki cleared his throat, signaling a return to normal. "So! How was it?"