[ Oh. He knows this song too well and his heart practically sinks. Even before Goro can really establish an answer, he can feel the twinge of rejection. It's a painful, but nostalgic feeling... it puts him in his place, forcing him to disconnect from this altogether to save face. Of course Goro would prefer not to hang out with him—the young man is busy, well-liked, probably showered by his peers. It's easier to cope like this, makes listening to him easier to stomach, too.
Except this is kind of strange? Bingo...? Akira squints for a bit as it runs through his mind. His shoulders drop in relief once this pieces together, smiling all the same. However, he has to inwardly chant a thousand times over for courage. ]
So you're free. [ That's what it sounds like! Carefully and swiftly, he links their arms and starts leading them. ] By the way, I would have invited you even if it wasn't for bingo.
[ "I want to spend time with you" is written all over his actions, his words, and his face. ]
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Except this is kind of strange? Bingo...? Akira squints for a bit as it runs through his mind. His shoulders drop in relief once this pieces together, smiling all the same. However, he has to inwardly chant a thousand times over for courage. ]
So you're free. [ That's what it sounds like! Carefully and swiftly, he links their arms and starts leading them. ] By the way, I would have invited you even if it wasn't for bingo.
[ "I want to spend time with you" is written all over his actions, his words, and his face. ]