"My awesome blood doesn't extend to my friggin' eyeballs!"
Kazuya was outright yelling now, although weirdly, he didn't seem all that angry. Mildly annoyed, but it seemed like he was merely shouting just to shout, or pretend to be angrier than he actually was. Weird...?
He finished wiping at his face, wrinkling his nose in disgust, and then abruptly started talking normally like the earlier shouting match hadn't occurred. "That was so gross. I thought adults could handle drinks like that?"
And because he sensed Adachi's doubts... Kazuya reached over, grabbed the bottle, and downed the entire thing in one swig. It. Tasted. GROSS. And it burned. And he immediately had the urge to throw it back up. But instead he slammed the drink down on the counter, the glass cracking a bit, and glared directly at Adachi.
See. That's how you do it! Kazuya would say, if he didn't think opening his mouth would make him projectile vomit all over the bar.
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Kazuya was outright yelling now, although weirdly, he didn't seem all that angry. Mildly annoyed, but it seemed like he was merely shouting just to shout, or pretend to be angrier than he actually was. Weird...?
He finished wiping at his face, wrinkling his nose in disgust, and then abruptly started talking normally like the earlier shouting match hadn't occurred. "That was so gross. I thought adults could handle drinks like that?"
And because he sensed Adachi's doubts... Kazuya reached over, grabbed the bottle, and downed the entire thing in one swig. It. Tasted. GROSS. And it burned. And he immediately had the urge to throw it back up. But instead he slammed the drink down on the counter, the glass cracking a bit, and glared directly at Adachi.
See. That's how you do it! Kazuya would say, if he didn't think opening his mouth would make him projectile vomit all over the bar.