[ Nishikiyama responds with his eyes shut and an unlit cigarette between his lips. He takes a slow, even breath, but doesnβt make and motion to retrieve his lighter. While Mine begins settling back into his reality, Nishikiyama is still swaying around while seated on the sink. ]
If I move, Iβll puke too.
[ Clumsily though, while the sink beside him is running, Nishikiyama catches some water in cupped fingers and pulls it through his hair. Like a (very drunk) bird in a birdbath.
He waits indefinitely. The moment alone with him Mine had hoped for, maybe. ]
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[ Nishikiyama responds with his eyes shut and an unlit cigarette between his lips. He takes a slow, even breath, but doesnβt make and motion to retrieve his lighter. While Mine begins settling back into his reality, Nishikiyama is still swaying around while seated on the sink. ]
If I move, Iβll puke too.
[ Clumsily though, while the sink beside him is running, Nishikiyama catches some water in cupped fingers and pulls it through his hair. Like a (very drunk) bird in a birdbath.
He waits indefinitely. The moment alone with him Mine had hoped for, maybe. ]