[ thank god for you babo kim! you at least kept him from hitting the floor. his body's worth lots of money you know, being a model and all.
izumi stirs with the impact pretty much immediately. his other hand shoots out and reaches for the wall to steady himself, and he plants the flat of his palm against it so the entirety of his weight doesn't fall on babo kim.
ugh. ugh, he hates this. he hates feeling weak at all, he hates the stupid humid temple and the sickness that's invaded everything, everything about this entire situation is so annoying--
right. he should say something back. through gritted teeth: ] Put me down. [ what a grump... ]
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izumi stirs with the impact pretty much immediately. his other hand shoots out and reaches for the wall to steady himself, and he plants the flat of his palm against it so the entirety of his weight doesn't fall on babo kim.
ugh. ugh, he hates this. he hates feeling weak at all, he hates the stupid humid temple and the sickness that's invaded everything, everything about this entire situation is so annoying--
right. he should say something back. through gritted teeth: ] Put me down. [ what a grump... ]