[It's now that Yosuke walks into the room. He looks shaken, more so than he's ever been in his whole life. He doesn't know what's wrong, it almost feels as if he'd lost something. Like the girl in his visions, the one that he can't figure out who she was or why she was so important. He stops in the doorway, casting a glance over the three boys on the couch.
He has mixed feelings. They all looked horrible, every single one of them, but at the same time...
It's getting a little gay in here.
His words catch in his throat, as it's obvious that he wants to do something to help them, or keep them from being harmed...but...at the same time...]
Yeah...I was wondering the same thing. Because this is seriously awkward...
now in the right place
He has mixed feelings. They all looked horrible, every single one of them, but at the same time...
It's getting a little gay in here.
His words catch in his throat, as it's obvious that he wants to do something to help them, or keep them from being harmed...but...at the same time...]
Yeah...I was wondering the same thing. Because this is seriously awkward...