... or not. There's no telling whether the staff would've offered them a private room if he'd been giving the newbie a piggyback ride. With Kabru's legs locked around his waist, they came across more like two people amorously entwined, leaving the crowd so they can consummate their love. (Or lust.) That misconception wound up playing to their advantage. All's well that ends well!
Not that anything has "ended" yet. Kabru's condition sure hasn't, as it's still giving him trouble.
Hiyori hears the door shut behind them; the "nice" staff member must have closed it. He hopes, sincerely, that the door doesn't lock from the outside. But he's got bigger concerns at the moment, as the new boy proceeds to levitate right off the couch, clutching his shirt again. Still having problems with gravity!]
Yep, I can see that!
[Hiyori's hands find their way to Kabru's shoulders automatically, pushing down. But when he tries to think of a solution, well... there's only one that springs to mind immediately.]
Mind if I sit on your lap?
[He decides to come right out and ask it. He doesn't sound awkward or embarrassed, at least, despite his lack of enthusiasm about Game 52 and the aphro and other things around here.]
I wouldn't normally ask, but that seems like the safest way to keep you anchored. And I'm nice and light like a feather, so it shouldn't be too uncomfortable.
[Some of his fans would kill for this opportunity.]
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... or not. There's no telling whether the staff would've offered them a private room if he'd been giving the newbie a piggyback ride. With Kabru's legs locked around his waist, they came across more like two people amorously entwined, leaving the crowd so they can consummate their love. (Or lust.) That misconception wound up playing to their advantage. All's well that ends well!
Not that anything has "ended" yet. Kabru's condition sure hasn't, as it's still giving him trouble.
Hiyori hears the door shut behind them; the "nice" staff member must have closed it. He hopes, sincerely, that the door doesn't lock from the outside. But he's got bigger concerns at the moment, as the new boy proceeds to levitate right off the couch, clutching his shirt again. Still having problems with gravity!]
Yep, I can see that!
[Hiyori's hands find their way to Kabru's shoulders automatically, pushing down. But when he tries to think of a solution, well... there's only one that springs to mind immediately.]
Mind if I sit on your lap?
[He decides to come right out and ask it. He doesn't sound awkward or embarrassed, at least, despite his lack of enthusiasm about Game 52 and the aphro and other things around here.]
I wouldn't normally ask, but that seems like the safest way to keep you anchored. And I'm nice and light like a feather, so it shouldn't be too uncomfortable.
[Some of his fans would kill for this opportunity.]