[AUGH HIDE THE CHOCOLATES too late. Tsuzuki coughs, hoping that a stray piece didn't end up in one of his lungs, thanks to the surprised inhale.
Talk about feeling like being caught with the hand in the proverbial cookie jar. He laughs nervously, getting up from the chair.]
You nearly gave me a heart attack.
[Once the brief chuckle dies, Tsuzuki begins to look guilty. His latest dream involved finding Muraki dead on a bed of roses, after spending a lot of time frantically knocking on his door, trying to get in. It had shaken him up badly, but he had thought he had done well not to react to it by crying.]
[Action] <33 and I need to make our log post. ..Damn, I see I failed to close a tag in last comment
Talk about feeling like being caught with the hand in the proverbial cookie jar. He laughs nervously, getting up from the chair.]
You nearly gave me a heart attack.
[Once the brief chuckle dies, Tsuzuki begins to look guilty. His latest dream involved finding Muraki dead on a bed of roses, after spending a lot of time frantically knocking on his door, trying to get in. It had shaken him up badly, but he had thought he had done well not to react to it by crying.]
Sorry about sitting there.