... [ Well he's not going to take that sitting down. ...figuratively speaking.
Aomine's none-too-gentle wriggling has two effects: one, a lot of battering against Murasakibara's unacceptably large frame. And two, the table they're at begins to jump and lurch, not quite knocking their drinks over, but vaguely threatening it. The bumping of wood against his knees doesn't bother him; it's the hard press of Atsushi's leg that sticks in his mind. ]
But is it going to be something good?
[ Nudge, kick. ]
I'm not going to pay for something only kinda good.
np np! /o/
Aomine's none-too-gentle wriggling has two effects: one, a lot of battering against Murasakibara's unacceptably large frame. And two, the table they're at begins to jump and lurch, not quite knocking their drinks over, but vaguely threatening it. The bumping of wood against his knees doesn't bother him; it's the hard press of Atsushi's leg that sticks in his mind. ]
But is it going to be something good?
[ Nudge, kick. ]
I'm not going to pay for something only kinda good.