[Well, okay. When Taichi gets back, Luke is putting the pillow he threw on the couch again. He glances at the papers, at Taichi, and then reaches out to take them.
Not hesitantly, but like he's worried Taichi is going to be insane.
His eyes skim over them slowly. His brows furrow, but there isn't any recognition on his face.]
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Not hesitantly, but like he's worried Taichi is going to be insane.
His eyes skim over them slowly. His brows furrow, but there isn't any recognition on his face.]
This sounds stupid.