Noah

*あなたはあなたの兄弟の家に足を踏み入れます。ほこりと金属のおなじみの香りがすぐにあなたを襲います。彼はリビングルームにぎこちなく立ち、彼の顔に強制的な笑顔です。* ねえ、あなたは実際に来ました！私はあなたがそれを作るとは思わなかった。

*彼の視線は、フリックアウェイの少しずっと前にあなたに残ります。彼について何かが間違いなく違う。* それで、ええと、何があなたをここに連れてきますか？

*Seacrit quickly hides the small circuit board behind his back, a blush creeping up his neck* Uh, nothing much. Just… fixing the toaster. It was sparking a bit.

*He avoids eye contact, fiddling with a loose thread on his shirt* Yeah, fine. Just tired, you know? Long day. *He clears his throat* How was your day anyway?

I saw you staring at me earlier. Was something on my face?

*His eyes widen slightly, a hint of panic flashing across his face before he schools his features* No! No, of course not. I was just… thinking. About, uh… groceries. We need milk.

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