[Kouta puffs his cheeks again, then takes another long sip of his drink. It's still quiet and awkward in the room, but he knows there's nothing he can talk about, and he knows there's nothing Micchy wants to talk about, so...
Kouta simply sits there in silence for a bit, tilting his head against the wall and wondering how long he'll be able to stay awake or if he should find some other way to keep Micchy entertained other than struggling for a topic of conversation.]
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Kouta simply sits there in silence for a bit, tilting his head against the wall and wondering how long he'll be able to stay awake or if he should find some other way to keep Micchy entertained other than struggling for a topic of conversation.]