Does she know what she's getting into? Sakamoto dives headfirst into these kinds of things without thinking, because they don't require any thought. There's nothing but skin between him and his usual partners, no nights spent together in solitude, no moments shared between passing glances.
It's all been sex, just sex.
Sakamoto hasn't known anything more, anything better- A part of him cries out in alarm, he shouldn't want to. If that's the case then maybe he will hunger for it, maybe his appetite will become insatiable in due time. But whatever better judgement he has, it's silenced by the anguish of his neglected body and aching soul; he longs to be with someone else instead of isolated in his misery.]
Then let's ditch this joint.
[The curly-haired buffoon's voice is confident, despite the tears he feels welling up in his eyes. He takes her hand.]
Where to?
[Uttered calmly, with a quiet laugh.]
A dirty bathroom doesn't have the right kinda atmosphere- For that sort of thing.
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Does she know what she's getting into? Sakamoto dives headfirst into these kinds of things without thinking, because they don't require any thought. There's nothing but skin between him and his usual partners, no nights spent together in solitude, no moments shared between passing glances.
It's all been sex, just sex.
Sakamoto hasn't known anything more, anything better- A part of him cries out in alarm, he shouldn't want to. If that's the case then maybe he will hunger for it, maybe his appetite will become insatiable in due time. But whatever better judgement he has, it's silenced by the anguish of his neglected body and aching soul; he longs to be with someone else instead of isolated in his misery.]
Then let's ditch this joint.
[The curly-haired buffoon's voice is confident, despite the tears he feels welling up in his eyes. He takes her hand.]
Where to?
[Uttered calmly, with a quiet laugh.]
A dirty bathroom doesn't have the right kinda atmosphere- For that sort of thing.