[After the last few days, yeah, Komaeda's pretty exhausted too. In fact, since coming home, he's spent most of his time laid up in bed—just having to suffer through the horrifying reality of something that sounds just like Hinata, begging for an end to its suffering from within his stomach.
So it takes a few minutes for Komaeda to find the strength to put on jeans, let alone make it to the door. He opens it just a crack, peering his sleepless gaze through the slot towards Souda.]
cw: vague body horror mentions,,
So it takes a few minutes for Komaeda to find the strength to put on jeans, let alone make it to the door. He opens it just a crack, peering his sleepless gaze through the slot towards Souda.]
Hey, Souda-kun.
[He tries to push a smile across his face.]
Can I help you?