It was a moment before he could be certain of his ability to speak. "We'll get kicked out."
It wasn't like he cared about that. But it was something he could say—an objective fact—that wouldn't hurt them both any more than he'd already done. And it was true; they couldn't just stand here. But Ryusei couldn't bring himself to break her grip, either.
"... I'll drive you home." He'd planned, vaguely, for the possibility that she wouldn't want anything more to do with him. There was public transportation nearby. But for now, he didn't want to tell her that just yet.
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It was a moment before he could be certain of his ability to speak. "We'll get kicked out."
It wasn't like he cared about that. But it was something he could say—an objective fact—that wouldn't hurt them both any more than he'd already done. And it was true; they couldn't just stand here. But Ryusei couldn't bring himself to break her grip, either.
"... I'll drive you home." He'd planned, vaguely, for the possibility that she wouldn't want anything more to do with him. There was public transportation nearby. But for now, he didn't want to tell her that just yet.