Tonight, he happens to be vomiting into the nearest urinal while another man is relieving himself nearby. It feels as though all of Sakamoto's vital organs have already left his body, which shakes each time he heaves. He's so sick, he wobbles from side to side as he wipes mouth and moves sideways just slightly enough to catch a glimpse of something he really shouldn't start talking about.]
It's so big....!
[Alcohol does a lot of damage to the brain, and well... This man has suffered from a lot of brain damage.]
[He had chosen to ignore the sight of the heaving man next to him, curling his lip up with an expression of disgust. Some drunk trying to recover from some exciting night, presumably. Keats aims to make this quick, but suddenly, the man is saying something about how large something is? Something...]
[Oh. Oh.]
[Keats' cheeks immediately darken as he moves to try to put his member back into his pants out of sheer embarrassment.]
Excuse me? What...what are you looking at it, for?!
4 keats!
Tonight, he happens to be vomiting into the nearest urinal while another man is relieving himself nearby. It feels as though all of Sakamoto's vital organs have already left his body, which shakes each time he heaves. He's so sick, he wobbles from side to side as he wipes mouth and moves sideways just slightly enough to catch a glimpse of something he really shouldn't start talking about.]
It's so big....!
[Alcohol does a lot of damage to the brain, and well... This man has suffered from a lot of brain damage.]
I'm jealous.
time 4 sin
[He had chosen to ignore the sight of the heaving man next to him, curling his lip up with an expression of disgust. Some drunk trying to recover from some exciting night, presumably. Keats aims to make this quick, but suddenly, the man is saying something about how large something is? Something...]
[Oh. Oh.]
[Keats' cheeks immediately darken as he moves to try to put his member back into his pants out of sheer embarrassment.]
Excuse me? What...what are you looking at it, for?!
god i don't kno what im writing
Don't you? I mean, haven't you ever...
[Sakamoto cocks his head to the side arbitrarily, as if gesturing to a person who isn't really there.]
Taken a peek?
[???????????????????]
you're writing good stuff
[He'll just VERY QUICKLY zip up his pants in order to escape from this awkward situation as soon as possible, not even meeting Sakamoto's eyes.]
What kind of idiotic questions are those, can't you respect someone else's privacy?!